Cutting to the announce booth Tom Foolery and Preston Poppycock sit primed and ready to being the show. As the crowd continues to cheer and fight to get their signs seen by the cameras Tom Foolery starts us off.
Tom Foolery Welcome ladies and gentlemen to IWF's premier pay-per-view FROM THE ASHES...THREE! Tonight on IWF's grandest stage we are live from Yankee Stadium setting records with both attendance and being the FIRST wrestling promotion to hold an event here at the new Yankee Stadium.
Preston Poppycock The good ol' outdoors mate and I've got chills, not from the wind but from the excitement. Tonight is IWF's grand ball, the big dance, the grandest stage! I can 'ardly contain meself.
Tom Foolery Sean Libby is back and he takes on a returning Chuck Matthews, both men have had the world buzzing since the match was booked. We also get to see the boss Alex Dillinger in the ring once again as he takes on his former friend Damien Drake. Corey Bull against Aries for the Rising Phoenix Championship, Flex against Blyss for the High Impact Championship...two stacked titles matches.
Preston Poppycock Let us not forget that the match is a ladder match and Flexerio only touched a ladder in 'is last match.
Tom Foolery That is true Preston. The card is full of great matches. Parker Wayde goes against Sah'ta Thor in a submission match, Storming Raven takes Tim Patrick on a Trail of Tears, Griffin Hawkins and Jason Gabriel will attempt to tear each other's heads off inside a steel cage...but let us not forget the main event of the evening when Brandon Macdonald takes on Gordon Fury in a two out of three falls match for the IWF Championship!
*CROWD POPS*
Preston Poppycock Oi I dunno about you Tommy me boy but I'm ready to get things started off tonight!
Tom Foolery You and me both Preston, let's send it down to our new ring announcer Hope Cassidy. We'd also like to thank Heather Thompson and congratulate her on her new journey as a mother.
The camera cuts to the ring as Hope prepares to announce the next match.
Hope Cassidy The following triple threat contest is scheduled for one fall!
The arena lights go out as “Feuer Frei!” By Rammstien kicks up. A purple light fills the arena as the lyrics start.
Getadelt wird wer Schmerzen kennt vom Feuer das die Haut verbrennt
A figure walks on stage from the back. He is covered in a black cloak. He stands with his arms crossed in front of him as the song continues.
Hope Cassidy Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, weighing in at 245 pounds… Ashe Corrrrrvvvviiinnn!
Ich werf ein Licht in mein Gesicht Ein heißer Schrei Feuer frei!
[Bang! Bang!]
And as those words are spoken pyros go off in unison with them and the figure throws the hood of the cloak to reveal none other than Ashe Corvin. He stands there posed as if he is the greatest person in existence. The crowd pours hate over him and he just grins. He slowly walks to the ring, trash talking to the fans and even a camera along the way.
He slides into the ring and stands in the center posing once more.
Geadelt ist wer Schmerzen kennt vom Feuer das in Lust verbrennt Ein Funkenstoß in ihren Schoß Ein heißer Schrei Feuer frei!
He spins around looking out at the crowd with a look of smug satisfaction on his face. He holds his hands out to the side and looks up at the rafters as Pyro goes off in unison with the last words of the song heard.
[Bang! Bang!]
The lights flicker as a loud gong sounds. His theme fades as "Bad to the bone" plays over the speakers, Frank Finelli walks out from behind the curtain. The fans greet him with a chorus of boos and jeers as he stands there for a moment soaking in the hatred towards him and he cracks a smirk as he starts to walk to the ring.
Hope Cassidy And the opponents, first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 285 pounds… Frank Fineeeellllliiii!
The booing and jeering continues as he gets closer to the ring and some fans hurl objects at him along with the insults. He swats a plastic bottle back into the crowd as it comes near him and slowly ascends the ring steps and climbs into the ring. He mounts the turnbuckles and trash talks the fans and then dismounts as black and gold pyro goes off high above the ring. he stands and leans on the turnbuckle in his corner as he keeps an eye on Ashe, awaiting the final opponent. His theme fades out, before the opening notes of "I Like It" by Lacuna Coil begin to play as the flickering stops. From behind the back steps Lu Chen who has head bowed and arms folded in front of her. She starts down the ramp slowly as if she were a Buddhist monk. At halfway down the ramp Lu Chen throws her head up and tosses off the kimono in a theatrical gesture.
Hope Cassidy And on her way to the ring, from Hong Kong, China, weighing in at 127 pounds… Kyyyuuuuubiiii!
While the kimono hits ground Lu Chen runs the rest of the way to the ramp and jump slides under the bottom rope. She quickly stands up and walks to the center of the ring where she lifts her arms. She slowly lowers her arms which causes lotus petals to fall over the fans.
He then goes to his corner and waits for the match to start.
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH Ashe Corvin [vs] Kyuubi [vs] Frank Finelli
Before anyone can react, Frank charges out of his corner straight at Kyuubi, knocking her head almost completely off her shoulders with a huge clothesline. Kyuubi rolls out of the ring to avoid further punishment, and Ashe capitalises on the distraction, running up and nailing a jumping forearm smash to the back of Frank’s head. Ashe starts laying into Frank with punches, and while Frank slightly recoils from each punch, he stands his ground. Ashe gets frustrated and runs back into the ropes, before charging at Frank with a clothesline, but Frank knocks him right on his arse with a huge shoulder block.
Tom Foolery Ashe trying to get the upper hand by attacking behind, but it obviously didn’t work!
Preston Poppycock All it did get ‘im knocked on ‘is fooking arse!
Ashe get back to his feet before Frank rocks him with two uppercuts to the mid section, before nailing him with a vertical suplex. He floats over into the cover.
1!
Ashe kicks out just after one. Frank picks him back up and and whips Ashe into a corner as hard as he can, sending Ashe’s head whiplashing as his spine hits the turnbuckle, and he faceplants into the ground. Frank doesn’t move in yet though, as he waits for Ashe to get back to his feet. Frank then charges in at Ashe, but just before he connects Ashe gets both knees up, driving them into Frank’s chest. Frank stumbles back and Ashe springboards out of the corner with a jumping back heel kick, taking Frank down. As Frank tries to get to his feet, Ashe just rains vicious punches down on his head. Frank shoves Ashe away from him, but Ashe comes right back in. As he does, Frank reaches up with his right hand and grabs Ashe by the throat, his eyes going wide. Out of desperation Ashe rans his thumb into Frank’s eye, before stomping on the back of his right knee. Ashe then sprints into the ropes, before running back at Frank and nailing him with a shining wizard, and he falls to the mat. Ashe with the cover.
1!
2!
Just after 2 Frank powers out of the cover, throwing Ashe off of him. Ashe goes back on the attack again, but Frank fights back with punches to the midsection, before both men start trading shots. Frank gets the upperhand of the exchange, but as he goes for a huge haymaker, Ashe blocks it, before nailing Frank in the midsection with a spinning back kick, before rotating into a spinning enzuigiri, cracking Frank in the head, stunning him. Ashe then grabs his head, and spikes him with a DDT! The cover!
1!
2!
Frank fires his shoulder off the canvas at 2.
Tom Foolery What a combination of moves by Ashe, he nearly had him there!
Preston Poppycock Frank is a fookin beat Tom. It will take more than that to keep ‘im down for 3!
Ashe looks frustrated as he argues with the ref. On the opposite side of the ring, Kyuubi has been keeping an eye on this match, but still has not made any moves to get back in the ring. Ashe signals for the end as Frank gets back up, as he doubles him over with a kick to the midsection. Ashe then tries to hook his arms for the Glorifier, but he can’t quite link his hands. Before Ashe realises what is going on, Frank hoists Ashe onto his shoulders, before driving him to the mat with a death valley driver! Frank goes for the cover!
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Ashe throws his shoulder up just before the 3, and Frank has a wild look in his eyes as he gets back to his feet, pulling Ashe up with him. He lifts Ashe over his head into a military press, and holds him there as if he weighed nothing. Frank then steps forward, letting Ashe crash to the mat. He then picks Ashe up again, before firing him across the ring into the ropes, and as he comes back Frank grabs him and plants him with a thundering spinebuster! Frank roars as he stalks Ashe, but he doesn’t notice Kyuubi climbing the turnbuckle.
Tom Foolery Check out Kyuubi on the outside of the ring, she has been playing possum this whole time!
Preston Poppycock My kinda strategy Tom, sit back at let ‘em fight each other.
Tom Foolery She’s going up top!
Kyuubi leaps off the top rope, nailing Frank with a missile dropkick, the momentum sending him rolling out of the ring. Kyuu bi turns back to Ashe, only to get blasted in the temple with a step up enzuigiri! Ashe then doubles Kyuubi over, hooks the arms, and drills her into the canvas with The Glorifier! The cover!
1!
2!
3!
[DING! DING! DING!]
Hope Cassidy Here is your winner… Ashe Corrrrrvviiinnnn!
Tom Foolery Ashe out of nowhere snatching victory from the jaws of defeat! What a match!
Preston Poppycock Frank ‘ad this match one, and had Kyuubi not interfered, it could have been a completely different outcome.
Tom Foolery Fair point Preston, but Ashe is our winner, and a deserving one at that.
“Feuer Frei!” By Rammstien plays through the arena again as the ref raises Ashe’s hand in victory. Frank just stares at what happened in the ring with pure rage, before turning his back and storming up the apron. The cameras cut away.
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Subject: Re: From The Ashes III Tue Sep 03, 2013 11:15 pm
Hope Cassidy This next match is scheduled for one fall and is a DOG COLLAR MATCH! Introducing first….
The light's in the arena slowly dim and then they go completely out and the sound of static is heard coming from the speakers. A spotlight shines down on the entrance ramp.
I'm just a thorn in your side, the disrespect in your eye I can't control myself I'm like a snake in your drain, I'm takin' over your brain Cause I can't help myself
Jack Savage struts out onto the stage holding a Halliburton Briefcase and points to himself. He quickly drops down to one knee
Every time I turn my head I can hear everything that's said I know they wish I'd go away
Jack stays there on one knee and eats up the hatred of the fans.
Hope Cassidy Making his way to the ring, from Greenbay Wisconsin, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the King of Title Town, JACK SAVAGE!
Here I am again, hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year Here I am again, hey how, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year
Jack gets off his knee and keeps on strutting down the ramp.
Call me the jackal in heat, the blackest cat on the street You better watch yourself A hand grenade with no pin, a razor blade goin' in I'm goin' straight to hell
Jack reaches the steeps and lifts the Halliburton Briefcase high into the air.
Every time I turn my head I can hear everything that's said I know they wish I'd going away
Jack enters the ring and struts over to the turnbuckles on the fair side of the ring once again raising the briefcase high in the air.
Here I am again, hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfucker of the year Here I am again, hey now, hey now I'm the mutherfuckeher of the year
Jack drops down and walks to the center of the the ring setting the briefcase in front of himself.
Here I am again, hey now, hey now I'm the murherfucker of the year
Jack the climbs back up the turnbuckle and keeps point to him self as the lights go back on.
Hope Cassidy And his opponent…
Fetid simulation of this wretched congregation Disciples of the fallen and the heretic will rise
The entrance ramp to GEW is bathed in an eerie green light as "Parasitic" by Psyclon Nine plays over the PA.
Narcissistic nation Severed tongues of blind dictation The serpent spoke this unto me through gilded light and lunacy
Astryd Thorn: Representing The Sisterhood, from the Sin City, Las Vegas Nevada.
Savannah appears onstage.
Taste the fury That feed the devils inside Fueled by torment Sin, sex, sickness and pride Parasite submission Parasitic condition Parasite slave culture Parasite it's over
Astryd Thorn: Ladies and gentlemen, the Wild Cat, SAVANNNNAAAAHH!!
Her mind's obviously on the hard task ahead. She steps up to the ring then steps and into the ring, takes a neutral corner, and [stares down/waits for] her opponent, ready to fight.
Tom Foolery Here we go, a good old dog collar match. Neither person will have any place to run from their opponent.
Preston Poppycock Tis true mate, this will be a fight and nothing short of it.
The ref puts the dog collar around Savage’s neck then does the same to Savannah. As soon as the collar snaps in place Savage yanks the chain forcing Savannah closer, he wraps the chain around his hand and slams it into Savannah’s face to knock her to the ground all in one fluid motion.
Tom Foolery Savage making use of the steel chain before the bell can even sound.
Preston Poppycock Well you know mate it’s no DQ and ‘e just made the first move, beat ‘er to the punch in more ways than one.
Tom Foolery Cheap shots are cheap shots no matter how you slice it.
Savage mounts Savannah with his fist still wrapped in chain, he starts punching Savannah in the head. The ref starts yelling something at Jack but he doesn’t pay him any attention. Jack gets up and holds his arms up in the air sparking a few booing fans. Savannah suddenly flicks the chain so it wraps around Jack’s foot then uses it to yank Jack’s feet out from under him. Once down Savannah wraps the chain around Jack’s neck and starts choking him while bashing his face into the mat.
Tom Foolery Now Savannah is showing Jack she can be just as brutal, just as fierce and just as painful as Jack can be.
Preston Poppycock But few people ‘ave yet to learn this lesson, Jack isn’t going to be one of those people by the end of this night regardless of the outcome.
Savannah lets go of Jack and drags him to his feet, she slams Jack in the gut with a hard knee before whipping him at the ropes. Jack suddenly grabs a handful of the chain and leaps over the top rope landing on his feet at ringside, however the chain goes taught and yanks Savannah into the top rope for a modified top rope stun gun. Savannah drops down and Jack climbs onto the aprons and yanks the top rope spring boarding Savannah back into the center of the ring.
Tom Foolery What use of the dog collar and chain, these two are the kind you don’t want to be in one of these types of matches with one of these types of wrestlers…
Preston Poppycock Say again? I’m confused
Tom Foolery Nevermind.
Jack leaps off the top rope and goes for a leg drop but at the last instant Savannah rolls out of the way and Jack hits nothing but mat, Savannah then makes use of the chain to wrap it around Jack’s leg then step over it and lift it up into a half-Boston crab with the chain.
Tom Foolery Nice submission move from Savannah utilizing the chain in such a way!
Preston Poppycock Oi she’s proving ‘er worth ‘ere tonight but I wouldn’t count Jacky boy out.
Jack yells out in pain then rolls out of it and reverses it into a single leg Indian deathlock. Savannah slams her fist into the mat and grits her teeth the pain evident of her face, she then slowly turns her body and eventually flips the move over and stands up holding Jack’s foot with a sharpshooter.
Tom Foolery We’re seeing a lot of good technical wrestling from these two, we might just see someone tap.
Preston Poppycock I like seeing someone tap out. I once made your mum tap out from the Big PP Cobra Clutch.
Tom Foolery MY MOTHER IS A SAINT!
Jack pushes himself up on his hands and grits his teeth before reaching out and grabbing the ropes. The ref calls for a rope break and Savannah lets go, unfortunately for her the chain was still wrapped around Jack’s leg and during all the reversals was also wrapped around Savannah, Jack yanks his leg up towards his body and pulls Savannah’s body out from under him sending her head first into the mat.
Tom Foolery Ouch, you know Savannah’s feeling that one, you gotta keep an eye on that chain when it comes to these matches.
Jack untangles himself as Savannah does the same, they both get to their feet at the same time and start trading blows, Jack suddenly ducks a left and grabs Savannah by the head and tosses her over the ropes only to grab the chain and leave Savannah Dangling midway choking her.
Tom Foolery Oh my god, Savage just hung Savannah cross from the top rope, she’s dangling by her neck!
Preston Poppycock She’s turnin blue mate!
Savannah grabs the dog collar and ties to ease the pressure on her neck. She slowly starts to choke as her legs thrash less and less.
Preston Poppycock I don’t get it why doesn’t she just pull off the collar, and why won’t the ref call it as a choke?
Tom Foolery Remember this is a dog collar match, if he takes it off he’s DQed, plus there’s no rules...other than that. So as long as you’ve got the dog collar on you can do pretty much whatever you want.
Savannah’s legs are barely moving as she grows weaker, she suddenly starts up again, using energy from some reserve tank somewhere and pushes herself up slightly before getting her feet up on the aprons. She holds her throat and breathes heavily as she regains her breath, Jack won’t let her though, he yanks the chain and drags Savannah over the top rope. Savannah hits the mat hard and Jack quickly goes for an elbow drop, but Savannah’s quicker and rolls out of the way.
Tom Foolery This could be the turning point.
Preston Poppycock As I said before don’t count Jacky out!
Savannah seems to be over it, because she quickly gets to her feet then drags Jack to his, she tries to whip Jack into the ropes but Jack reverses the whip only to have Savannah use the momentum to hit a diving shoulder tackle that knocks Jack off his feet.
Tom Foolery Savannah just exploded from nowhere with that diving shoulder tackle that look like it knocked Jack back to last Tuesday!
Preston Poppycock Well it seems like last Tuesday is a better place for Jack to be right now anyway, look at Savannah firing up…This doesn’t look good come on boy-o get going!
Savannah gets up and lets out a scream of victory, she turns and kicks Savage in the gut as she tries to get but before dragging him up and attempting a DDT. Savannah gets up again and holds her fist in the air before dragging Savage to his feet. She whips Savage to the ropes then goes for a clothesline but Jack ducks under it and catching her arm into a half nelson and goes for a crossover but Savannah manages to spin under it and grab Jack’s head locking into a reverse suplex position. She screams something out as she can’t quite lift Savage up. Releasing the suplex she drops down and takes Savage down to the mat hitting her opponent with some nice ground and pound. After feeling she’s done enough she climbs to the second rope waiting for Savage to get to his feet. She lunges from the second rope as Savage stands up and spears Savage right in half. Savage’s head snaps back violently as he’s entire body crumples after the move. Savannah makes the cover.
One…
Two…
THREE!
[DING DING DING]
Hope Cassidy: Here is your winner...SAVANNAH!!!!
Tom Foolery What an awesome match, I can’t wait for more action tonight. The Wildcat Savannah hits the pounce on Savage earning her a win tonight
Preston Poppycock Aye she was the better man tonight, indeedy.
Commotion is heard through the arena as John Tolly runs down the ramp and slides under the bottom rope. Jack is still lying on the mat after that impact of Savannah’s last move. The Dog Collar has been taken off of his neck and is lying next to him. Tolly looks down at him with a smile.
Tom Foolery What in the world is John Tolly doing out here!?
Preston Poppycock Well we all know that Jack and John went up a ‘ill...wait wrong story. They used to tag team together well not women but in the ring...wrestling...tag team wrestling...champions. I’ll stop now.
Tom Foolery Yes you’re quite right Preston they used to be America’s Most Hated and have won their share of tag team gold. It’s no secret that Jack doesn’t like John and the feeling are mutual. I think John is out here to show that he should’ve been showcased at From the Ashes instead of his former partner.
Savannah looks at Tolly who sits on the middle rope holding it open for her allowing her to exit before he begins his onslaught on Savage. Just then Savage springs up and gets a handful of chain rushing Savannah and clubbing her in the back. Tolly shoves Jack and the two stare each other down.
Tom Foolery Kick his rear end John!
Preston Poppycock Punch that bloody twat in the face...pow right in the kissa Jack just ‘it ‘im already!
Savannah gets back up and stands beside John the both of them ripping into Savage who slowly begins to back up grinning and holding his hands up like “easy now”. John whips around in a one eighty motion cracking Savannah in the throat with a strong armed lariat that turns her inside out.
*CROWD BOOS*
Savage cracks a smile as does John. They start putting the boots to Savannah John brings her up to her feet and both men pick her up putting her down on the top rope. Savage wraps his left arm around her head as Tolly wraps his right arm around her head. They stand on the second rope side by side before throwing her up and slamming her down to the mat with a vicious double top rope DDT. Savannah’s head crashes on the mat as she appears to be completely out.
*CROWD BOOS*
Tom Foolery What in the h-e-double hockey sticks is going on! Are they back!?
Preston Poppycock Blood ‘ell this is BRILLIANT MATE!!!!
Savage and Tolly raise their arms up in the air as the America’s Most Hated entrance music begins to play. The crowd boos them loudly as each man continues to grin before we fade to black.
Coming back from a quick IWF website ad. Joining Hope in the center of the ring she stands ready to announce the next match.
Hope Cassidy This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL and is for the RISING PHOENIX CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first…
("Crush Em" by Megadeth starts to beat throughout the arena as the lights go dark and turn red at the stage. Out walks the sliver masked monster and he stands, his head lowered)
Enter the arena and hit the lights Step up now you're in for a ride This is war, ain't no fun and games We get it up, you go down in flames
(The music slows and Bull walks to the ring with a purpose, flinging off his shirt and sliding in under the rope to stand in the middle of the ring.)
Party time, going down You better not mess us around The stakes are rich, take a hit or stay The price is high, someone's gonna pay
Hope Cassidy Making his way to the ring from the Great Northwoods of Michigan weighing in at 355lbs...COREY BULL!!!
(Bull raises his hands up above his head in an X shape and the ramp explodes in a mushroom cloud and fire blasts up around the ramp.)
Heads I win, tails you lose Out of my way I'm coming through Roll the dice don't think twice And we crush (crush), crush 'em (crush 'em)
(Bull climbs a turnbuckle and stares out at the crowd)
Looking for trouble, now you've found it You're a drum and we're gonna pound it Last one standing wins the fight Hear us scream and shout all night Down on the floor and eat the grit This is gonna hurt a little bit
(Bull climbs down and focuses on the task at hand)
Hope Cassidy And his opponent…
As the odd tunes of I Am The Walrus ignites over the P.A. system, the audience instantly begins to throw a fit. Their jeers only grow louder as Aries makes his grand entrance from behind the curtain, arms spread wide open for the world to take in his glory, he belt strapped around his waist. He pauses at the top of the stage for a moment, removing his title from around his waist as he proudly holds it above his head his head bobbing back and forth as he inaudibly shouts to nobody but himself before finally taking off toward the ring.
Hope Cassidy making his way to the ring from Windsor, Ontario, Canada weighing in at 225lbs...he is the IWF Rising Phoenix Champion...ARIES ARMADAIST!!!
Making a point to mostly ignore the sea of booing fans, title in hand, Aries suddenly cocks his fist back and bolts toward the one fan who happens to get their out stretched hand the closest to him, pointing and cackling at their humiliation as the jump back at his sudden movements. Once he finally swaggered his way to the ring, Aries wastes no time in entering and taking the center of the squared circle, managing to incite more anger out of the audience as he holds his title above his head once again, displaying it with a proud smirk before retreating back into his corner.
The referee turns and hands the title off to the timekeeper. The timekeeper turns and walks it over to his seat before glancing up at the referee. Corey and Aries hardly take their eyes off each other and the referee calls for the bell.
The crowd roars and Corey and Aries continue to look at each other as they start to move towards each other in the middle of the ring. They stand nose to nose as both men trade some words before suddenly Corey attempts a hard right, but Aries Armadaist blocks it and then nails Corey with a hard right of his own. He then nails him with another and another before kicking him in the ribs. He then grabs him and goes to send him into the ropes, but Corey spins through and sends Aries into the ropes. Corey turns and grabs Aries on the rebound and goes to send him up and over the top rope, but Aries holds onto the top rope and hangs over the top rope. Corey turns around and smirks, posing a bit as the crowd boos. Aries skins the cat and re-enters the ring. Corey then turns around and Aries runs at him and clotheslines him down.
Tom Foolery And Corey just got a little bit cocky there!
Preston Poppycock I’d ‘ave to agree with you boy-o!
Corey pops back up and Aries turns around and nails him with a forearm and then another, knocking Corey into the corner. Aries then climbs up to the middle rope and nails Corey with a hard right and then another and another, but Corey then moves forward and lifts Aries up before dropping him down with an inverted atomic drop. Aries winces and walks back and Corey runs forward and clotheslines him down, getting boos from the crowd. Aries rolls over and starts to get up and Corey turns and nails him with a chop, getting woos from the crowd before chopping him again. He then grabs Aries and whips him into the ropes. Aries bounces off the ropes and Corey attempts a back elbow. Aries ducks and bounces off the other side before running at Corey and drilling him with a huge spinning heel kick. Corey rolls over and gets back up and Aries turns and jumps up and nails him with a standing enziguri and Corey flips forward. Aries quickly goes for the pin.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Corey kicks out. Aries gets up and Corey rolls over and gets up before stumbling over towards the ropes. Aries runs over and attempts a clothesline, but Corey gets his elbow up and Aries staggers back to the middle of the ring. Corey then turns and runs over and clotheslines Aries down.
Tom Foolery And Corey returns the favour as Aries gets a bit overzealous.
Preston Poppycock Now stomp ‘im. Beat ‘im into oblivion.
Tom Foolery What do you have against Aries Armadaist?
Preston Poppycock Lot’s of things, but we’re only on the air for so long! Mainly ‘e stole my last tea bag.
Aries starts to get back up and Corey grabs him and lifts him up before nailing him with a hard right. He then kicks him in the ribs before hooking the arm and taking Aries over with a snap suplex. He then rolls over and goes for the pin.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Aries kicks out. Corey looks up before then starting to outright choke Aries. Aries struggles to breathe as the referee calls for the break and then starts to count.
ONE
TWO
THREE
FOUR
Corey lets go and Aries rolls over. He coughs a bit as he slowly starts to get up. Corey gets up and then turns to Aries. Aries starts to lift himself up and Corey nails him with a hard right. He then turns and whips him into the ropes. Aries hits the ropes, but then reaches back and grabs the top rope and pulls himself back. Corey turns and runs at Aries and Aries lowers his head before backdropping Corey up and over the top rope and right down to the floor, down in front of the announce tables! The crowd erupts in cheers.
Tom Foolery Oh my! Right in front of us! Corey just was launched!
Preston Poppycock Up and over the top rope. Corey, there was no way ‘e could’ve landed well!
Corey rolls over, wincing a bit before slowly rolling over. Aries Armadaist looks at him before slowly waiting. He then turns around and runs into the opposite ropes. He bounces off them before Corey turns to the ring and Aries Armadaist dives through the ropes and takes Corey down with a tope before both men fall back and crash into the English announce table. The crowd cheers and Aries Armadaist rolls over and slowly starts to get up. He then pops up and throws his arms out as the crowd cheers more.
Preston Poppycock Good lord! The idiot! ‘E could’ve killed us!
Tom Foolery I don’t know about that, but he took a huge chance and he’s lucky it paid off! Both men going into our announce table and Aries Armadaist is now back up on his feet!
Corey rolls over and slowly starts to pull himself up. Armadaist walks over and clubs Corey in the back. He then nails him again before grabbing him and starting to lift him up, but Corey suddenly grabs Armadaist by his tights and pulls him back, causing him to go up and over the timekeeper’s table and end up dumped on the other side of it. He rolls over, just barely avoiding landing on his head. The crowd boos as Corey smirks as he gets up and leans on the announce table.
Tom Foolery Armadaist right up and over the timekeeper’s table.
Preston Poppycock Tell me ‘e landed on ‘is head! Please tell me!
Armadaist rolls over and just pushes over the timekeeper’s table completely, causing the IWF timekeeper to run off. Corey then walks over and stomps him in the face, causing him to roll over. Corey then reaches over and grabs Armadaist and drags him out from the timekeeper’s table before spinning him around and driving him face first into the announce table. Armadaist spins off and leans on the table. Corey then grabs him again and turns and drags him over to the Spanish announce table and drives him face first into that. Armadaist staggers back and Corey then nails him with a hard right, knocking him down. Armadaist slowly starts to get back up.
Tom Foolery These two are fighting now in front of us. This is breaking down here at From the Ashes THREE.
Preston Poppycock Well, I guess the referee isn’t calling for count outs. ‘E’s using ‘is discretion ‘ere. Both men are just battling outside of the ring.
The referee drops down, trying to get the men back into the ring, but Corey grabs Armadaist and lifts him up before turning and driving him face first into the ringpost. Armadaist spins off and Corey smirks. He then walks over and stomps him in the face. Armadaist rolls over. Corey then drops down and grabs Armadaist and drives his fingers into the eyes of Armadaist before ripping them away. Armadaist rolls over. Corey then grabs Armadaist and slowly lifts him up. He then turns and goes to send him into the barricade, but Armadaist spins through and sends Corey hard into the corner. Corey bounces off and stumbles forward and Armadaist nails him with a back elbow, knocking him back over towards the barricade. Armadaist looks over and then runs over before drilling Corey with a hard clothesline, knocking him up and over the barricade and down to the floor. The crowd erupts in cheers and Armadaist looks around before smirking.
Preston Poppycock No! Get them back to the ring!
Tom Foolery Oh yeah! A clothesline to the floor, to the crowd. And listen to this place. Yankee Stadium has come unglued!
Corey slowly starts to get up and stumbles forward. Armadaist then grabs the barricade and climbs up on top of it. Corey turns around and Armadaist jumps forward and drills Corey with a double axe handle, causing him to stumble back. The crowd cheers as Armadaist then follows Corey and nails him with a hard right. Corey staggers back as security and fans surround both men. Armadaist walks over and goes to grab Corey, but Corey reaches up and pokes him in the eye. Armadaist turns away and Corey grabs Armadaist before turning him around and running him over hard into the boards. Armadaist stumbles back and Corey nails him with a hard right, knocking him down.
Tom Foolery These two out in the sea of humanity here in New York.
Preston Poppycock This is becoming mad, simply mad the referee needs to take control ‘ere. Who knows? Some of those fans may be taking cheap shots on Bull!
Tom Foolery Oh yeah. Security’s useless around here. Give me a break.
Armadaist starts to get back up and Corey grabs him and knees him in the ribs. The crowd boos around him and Corey turns and yells at them. The crowd boos more and Armadaist then suddenly grabs Corey before running him forward and hard into the boards. Corey falls back as the crowd cheers. Armadaist then turns around and walks around before turning and running back towards Corey and nailing him with a running boot to the side of the head. The crowd cheers as Armadaist turns around and throws his arms in the air.
Preston Poppycock I don’t get it, but these fans love ‘im. ‘E stands on ‘is own. ‘E stands for what ‘e believes in.
Tom Foolery Yeah, and right now, he’s standing for giving himself an unfair advantage. Corey doesn’t have a friend out there!
Armadaist then turns and grabs Corey. He knees him in the ribs and Corey winces in pain. He then spins him around before smirking and grabbing Corey and placing his head between his legs. He looks around and goes to lift Corey up for a piledriver, but Corey manages to block it before lifting Aries up and back dropping him on the concrete floor. The crowd ohs and Corey walks forward and leans on the boards. Armadaist rolls over and starts to stir and Corey turns and stomps him in the side of the head. Armadaist rolls over. He then slowly starts to get up and Corey turns and grabs Armadaist and lifts him up and nails him with a hard right. He then spins him around before turning and hip throwing him into the back two rows of the chairs, causing a few to fall over as the crowd erupts in boos.
Tom Foolery Oh God. Into the chairs. Armadaist...he may be in a bad way.
Preston Poppycock Good. And some of those fans can now say that they were privileged to ‘ave Corey Bull throw someone into their chair!
Tom Foolery Yeah, well, look out there. Corey Bull now going after Aries, but hopefully he doesn’t hit a fan or anything out there.
Corey turns and walks over and he pushes a few chairs out of the way before stomping Aries in the back of the head. Just then a fan gets in the way of Corey and starts to yell at him. He just smirks before the fan throws their drink into the face of Corey. Corey turns away and glares as security moves over and quickly restrains the fans. Corey just turns over and spits in the fan’s face before turning and spitting on Aries Armadaist. The crowd boos as the crowd starts to get more raucous around them. Security starts to try and create a tighter perimeter as Corey grabs Armadaist and lifts him up. He then starts to drag him towards the ring only for Armadaist to suddenly stop and grab Corey and lift him up and then throw him down with a back suplex on the floor! The crowd cheers again.
Tom Foolery A back suplex on the floor! Armadaist just put Corey in a world of hurt.
Preston Poppycock Well they need to get back to the ring. The referee, as I mentioned, is giving these two a lot of leniency. ‘E knows the stakes of this match. They should strip Aries Armadaist of the title for that. ‘E’s trying to cause bodily ‘arm. ‘E’s trying to take Corey out permanently!
Tom Foolery Give me a break Preston. Corey would do the same to Aries if he had the chance too!
Aries rolls over slowly as Corey continues to wince in pain. He slowly rolls over and reaches over and grabs a chair. Aries sees this and quickly stomps him in the back of the head. He then lifts Corey up and starts to lift him up before cuffing him in the back of the head. He then turns and spins Corey around before going to send him into the barricade. Corey however spins around and sends Aries into the barricade, causing Aries to hit his knees on the top of the barricade and flip over and hard onto the mats. The crowd ohs as Aries rolls over and holds his legs in pain, wincing in pain.
Tom Foolery Oh! Knees first into the barricade!
Preston Poppycock Yes! Corey! Go after ‘im! You’re going to cripple ‘is arse!
Aries rolls over and starts to get up and Corey hops over the barricade and gets back to ringside before running over and drilling Aries with a clothesline. The crowd boos and Aries rolls over and slowly starts to stir. Corey turns around and grabs Aries and starts to lift him up before turning and nailing him with a hard right. He then spins him around and rolls him into the ring. Corey rolls in after him and Aries starts to get up, but Corey gets up and runs over before taking him over with a swinging neckbreaker. The crowd boos and Corey turns and goes for the pin.
ONE
TWO
SHOULDER UP!
Aries gets his shoulder up. Corey looks up and looks at the referee before turning and driving his right hand into the jaw of Aries Armadaist. He then gets up and sits up Aries, lifting him up. He drags him up and then grabs him by the throat before dragging him over to the corner. He then turns and walks back before turning around and running towards Aries Armadaist, but Aries Armadaist nails him with a back elbow. He then grabs Corey and throws him through the ropes to the floor. Aries steps through and then stands on the apron. Corey gets up and Aries jumps forward and wraps his legs around the head of Corey and takes him over with a hurricanrana, leading to cheers from the crowd.
Tom Foolery Hurricanrana on the floor! Corey is planted by Aries Armadaist!
Preston Poppycock Aries adds injury to insult be purposely throwing ‘im to the floor.
Aries then gets up and walks forward. Corey rolls over and starts to stir. He then turns and grabs Corey. He grabs him and lifts him up before turning and throwing him on top of the Spanish announce table. Aries then turns and grabs Corey and Corey nails him with a hard right and then another. He then rolls off and rakes the eyes of Aries. He then turns and throws him over and drives him face first into the American announce table. Corey then turns and rips off the top of the Spanish announce table. He then grabs the television from one slot and places it on the ground before grabbing the other and throwing it down. He then turns around and Aries suddenly kicks him in the ribs before grabbing him and dropping him down with a DDT. The crowd cheers and Aries rolls over and then grabs Corey and slowly lifts him up. He then drags him over before rolling him over onto the top of the Spanish announce table. He then clubs him in the chest a few times before turning around and hoping onto the apron. The crowd starts to erupt in cheers before Armadaist turns and starts to climb up to the top rope.
Tom Foolery Come on, Aries. This is too much. This is too much of a risk.
Preston Poppycock Ref! Stop ‘im!
Armadaist gets to the top rope and looks over at Corey. He then smiles before he dives forward and drills him with a flying elbow drop through the Spanish announce table. The crowd erupts in cheers as both men crash through the table. The cheers continue as Aries rolls over slowly and ends up on top of the rubble as Corey slides to the barricade.
Tom Foolery My God! An elbow drop from the top rope through the Spanish announce table!
Preston Poppycock That’s it! It’s over! Just get ‘im in the ring! They’re mangled! They’re battered! Where’s the justice!
Aries rolls over slowly as the crowd continues to cheer. He stumbles up to his feet and winces a bit before he walks around and walks back towards Corey and grabs him. He drags him out before pulling him to his feet and rolling him into the ring. Corey rolls over and ends up completely out of it in the ring. Aries slides into the ring and slowly crawls over to Corey as the crowd continues to cheer. He lands on top of him and goes for the pin.
ONE
TWO
SHOULDER UP!
Corey shoots his shoulder up and the crowd roars for the incredible match. Aries rolls off and looks up at the ceiling before rolling over and slowly starting to get up.
Preston Poppycock Oh thank God! Thank God Corey kicked out.
Tom Foolery The drive of Corey coming through. He doesn’t want to lose this match for anything in the world!
Aries gets up and Corey rolls over slowly. Aries stumbles around and Corey rolls over before Aries grabs him. He then lifts him up and nails him with a forearm. Corey staggers back as the crowd cheers. Aries then grabs him and whips him into the ropes. Corey bounces off the ropes and Aries jumps up, but Corey catches him before spiking him with a sitout spinebuster into a pin.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!!
Aries kicks out. Corey rolls back and then slowly starts to stir. Aries rolls over and slowly pulls himself back up, though much faster than Corey. Aries then turns around and Corey suddenly grabs him and pulls him down with a small package. The crowd boos.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Aries kicks out. Both men get up and Corey then spins around Aries quickly takes him down with a school boy.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!!
Aries kicks out again. Corey falls back and both start to get up again.
Tom Foolery Corey Bull perhaps out of desperation or perhaps to change things up, he’s going for anything to keep Aries down.
Preston Poppycock Who cares if it’s working. It’s keeping Aries down and off kilter.
Aries gets up and Corey gets up and he nails him with a hard right. Aries staggers back. Corey nails him with another. He then grabs Aries before whipping him back into the ropes. Aries bounces off the ropes and Corey nails him with a kick to the ribs. He the grabs him and quickly scoops him up and drives him down with a Michinoku driver. Corey then turns and goes for the pin.
ONE
TWO
SHOULDER UP!!!
Aries shoots his shoulder up. The crowd erupts in cheers. Corey rolls off and looks over at the referee before falling to the mat. He then turns back to Aries as Aries rolls over and stirs. Corey slowly pulls himself up and staggers up to his feet. Aries rolls over and slowly pull himself up and Corey then grabs him and then spins him around and into a neckbreaker. Corey rolls over and then stumbles over to the corner. He exits to the apron and then walks over to the corner. He starts to then climb up to the top rope.
Tom Foolery These two have put each other through hell so far. And now, Corey’s going to the top.
Preston Poppycock And you two thought ‘e’d need ‘elp!
Tom Foolery Well this match isn’t over yet.
Corey pulls himself to the top rope and gets all the way to the top. The crowd starts to boo and Aries then pulls himself up. He then turns and runs over before taking Corey’s legs out from under him. He falls hard on the top turnbuckle as the crowd cheers. Aries then slowly starts to pull himself up to the middle rope. He nails Corey with a hard right and then gets him up to the top rope. He grabs Corey and hooks him up before looking around. He then starts to slowly hoist him up before getting up and then falling back, taking Corey down with a huge superplex from the top rope! The crowd erupts in cheers, but both men crash hard and then lay on the mat.
Tom Foolery Superplex! Both men down! Crash and burn. Corey’s attempt to go high risk didn’t pay off, but Aries’s in a bad way too!
Preston Poppycock BOLLOCKS! UTTER BOLLOCKS! ‘OW IN THE ‘ELL DID ‘E GET ‘IM UP THAT ‘IGH!?
Suddenly out of nowhere Bull sits up and climbs to his feet quickly. Aries’ eyes widen as he can’t believe that the monster Corey Bull is already up. Aries uses the ropes to pull himself up as he watches Bull stomp towards him. Bull grabs Aries by his trapezius muscles and tosses him with a judo toss.
Preston Poppycock Not so fast the Bull is still alive and kickin TOMMY!
Tom Foolery Bull taking advantage now as he digs his claws into the traps of Aries. Wait Bull looks like he’s going to end it here with the Downward Spiral!
As Bull positions Aries for the Downward Spiral Aries reverses it pushing Bull into the referee causing the referee to stumble backwards. Just as the referee stumbles and stares at the ground Aries takes advantage and kicks him right in the dick!
Tom Foolery DICK KICK!!!
Preston Poppycock Oh you’ll curse now won’t you, arsehole.
Aries bounces on the ropes and lunges towards Bull’s face cracking him in the jaw with the POKE dropping his opponent flat. Aries dives on top and hooks the leg as the ref drops down to make the count.
ONE
TWO
THREE!!!
[DING DING DING]
Hope Cassidy Here is your winner...and STILL your IWF Rising Phoenix Champion...ARIES ARMADAIST!!!!
Tom Foolery Aries did it, he beat the Bull...he tamed that Bull right in the middle of the ring and it took everything out of both these warriors tonight.
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Subject: Re: From The Ashes III Wed Sep 04, 2013 1:26 am
The camera cuts back to the ring as Hope prepares to announce the next match.
Hope Cassidy: The following contest is a submission match!
All the lights in the arena go out, save one green spotlight aimed down at the middle of the stage. Before I.... Take another minute just to give everybody a move Never seen, I'ma hit 'em with another(Elbow) Let me get up everybody That be movin' with Travis Barker On your mark, so ya ready?(Let's go)
Parker rips the curtain to the side and steps out on to the stage. He stops for a moment in the spotlight and surveys the audience and their reaction to his presence.
Wow, okay, here we go again You see the wind I'm blowin' in and I'm like a manglin' The way that I'd be manglin' the beat, they call me Dracula Then they see the fangs goin' in Wow, uh huh Everybody know that I'ma come and I'ma go, huh Then I gotta do what I be comin' in to do A body to the beat In other way, we givin' them a show
The shade of green that had painted the stage lights the sides of the entrance ramp as Parker starts to head down to the ring. Some of the fans taunt him as he walks down the ramp, while others hold out their hands for Parker to slap. Both groups of people get ignored as Parker has only the ring in his sight.
Keys to the ignition and step on the gas (Let's go) And bust a bottle and pour me a shot in my glass (Let's go)
As he reaches ringside Parker turns towards the ring steps to his left and heads up them at a brisk pace. Upon reaching the apron he stops and looks out into the crowd again, possibly reading all of the signs being waved around by the fans.
Hope Cassidy: Introducing first, from Winston-Salem, North Carolina, weighing in at 272 pounds… Parker Waaaayyyydddeee!
Where we at, where we at, where we at? And we back up in the building And we coming with a scorcher Y'all already know who it is, it's Busta Bust and Travis Barker Back to the beat, see we gotta go When we hit the fire trucks, everybody better know That we 'bout to let it blow And we gotta get it yo, everybody if you're wheelin' wit me(Let's go)
Parker steps over the middle rope and ducks under the top rope, stepping into the ring. As he steps to the center of the ring he tilts his head to the side and cracks his neck before starting up the entrance ramp waiting for tonight's victim.
Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go
The theme fades out as the opening riff to "Let it Die" by Ozzy Osbourne echoes through the arena's speaker system as the lights dim. A few seconds pass before a golden light focuses on the top of the ramp. Standing there is a regal looking Sah'ta Thor who is wearing a white furred red satin kingly mantle with a matching crown (ala Lawler). In his right hand is a royal scepter studded with gems.
Hope Cassidy: And the opponent, weighing in at 175 pounds… Sah’ta Thoooorrrrr!
The light takes on a reddish tinge as four women (Melfina, Briandea, Paige, and Colliette) dressed in varying colored corsets come out from the back and surround him. As the the lyrics start up the group starts down the ramp as the women dance around him. Once at the ring Thor hands the crown and scepter to the women before shrugging off the royal robes. Thor is now revealed to be standing in a pair of black jeans and a red t-shirt with a golden pattern of the Seven Deadly Sins with the words Sin Incarnate in white. He pulls off his shirt revealing his scarred toned muscular upper body. He turns and starts pacing in the ring as he awaits his opponents.
Both men move to the centre of the ring before locking up, Parker almost instantly gaining the upper hand due to his strength advantage. He rushes Thor into a corner, but before the ref can call for the break, Parker twists his body and throws Thor out of the corner onto his arse. Thor gets back to his feet as Parker just smirks at him, Thor trying to shake off the fact he just got man handled. Both men move back in and lock up again, Parker transitioning into a side headlock. He cranks on it a couple of times before Thor pushes him back into the ropes, before attempting to shoot him off, but Parker keeps his grip on Thor’s head, before taking him down, still applying the side headlock. Thor throws his legs up around Parker’s head, and uses them to pull him off of him. Both men get back to their feet, and Thor immediately jumps into a low dropkick to Paker’s knees, causing him to fall on them. Thor then cracks him in the head with a buzzsaw kick, sending Parker face first into the mat. Thor rolls him over for the cover.
1!
Parker kicks out with authority, throwing Thor across the ring. Thor runs at Parker for a clothesline, but Parker only takes a step back, adsorbing the shot. Thor runs back to the ropes and goes for a second clothesline, to a similar effect. Thor goes back and runs the ropes again, but this times tries to go low with another dropkick, but Parker sees it coming, leaping over the top of Thor, as he slides underneath him. As soon as Parker lands, he turns and almost takes Thor’s head off with a discus clothesline!
Tom Foolery What a counter by Parker! He had Thor’s attack well scouted!
Preston Poppycock ‘E fooking drilled Thor there Tom, what a clothesline!
Parker pulls Thor into the middle of the ring before going for the pin.
1!
2!
Thor rolls his shoulder up just after the count of 2. Parker picks up Thor, before slamming him into the canvas with a belly to belly suplex. He hooks the leg again.
1!
2!
Thor kicks out again. Parker picks up Thor and irish whips him into a corner, before charging in after him. Thor swings his legs out of the ring and moves onto the apron, causing Parker to run chest first into the turnbuckle. Thor grabs Parker’s head before he can stumble back, and drops down from the apron, whiplashing the back of Parker’s neck against the top rope, and Parker crashes to the mat. Thor gets back in the ring before grabbing Parker’s head and drives his face into the mat with a bulldog. Thor rolls him over for the cover.
1!
2!
Parker kicks out at 2, and Thor is not happy. He stalks Parker as he gets to his feet, and with an insane amount of strength starts to lift Parker into position for the Parasite Eve, but Parker grabs one of Thor’s arms in mid air, causing both men to fall to the mat. As soon as they do, Parker transitions into the JTO!
Tom Foolery What a transition! Parker has the JTO locked in!
Parker uses his size and leverage to his advantage, as he keeps Thor trapped in the middle of the ring. Thor keeps fighting, despite the pain he must be in. Parker twists the arm even more to almost the breaking point, before Thor finally taps out!
[DING! DING! DING!]
Hope Cassidy Here is your winner… Parker Waaaayyyyydddee!
Tom Foolery What a match from both of these men, but in the end, Parker was just too much.
Preston Poppycock Thor ‘ad no choice but to… Just tap out.
Tom Foolery I hate you.
Parker lets go of the hold as his music plays through the arena. Thor steps up towards Parker, closing the gap between them. Parker, not to be intimidated, takes his own step forward. Just like the opening of the match, the two men are once again nose to nose as if nothing at all has been settled. The cameras can’t quite pick up the comments that the two are exchanging but it is clear that Thor is making gay gestures and neither of them seems satisfied with the other.
Tom Foolery Not quite sure what those gestures are all about…
Preston Poppycock Bloody weird mate, Thor is quite the trip.
Thor pulls his fist back, in a sight that we have seen before, and Parker isn’t backing away. The fans start to come back to life, thinking that this fight may not be over after all. Parker balls up his fist and cocks it back. For a moment they both just stand there with the tension mounting, waiting for the other man to make a move. Parker suddenly uncurls his fist and holds his palm out to the crowd, silencing them. The arena falls silent, and Parker stretches out his hand to Thor, in a show of good faith.
Tom Foolery Completely unlike Parker, I wouldn’t trust him.
Preston Poppycock I ‘ope Parker cracks Thor in the jaw and breaks it. ‘Ell I look more intimidating than that thundacunt.
Thor looks down at Parker’s outstretched palm as if he cannot believe his eyes. Two weeks ago the two found themselves on opposing sides of this exchange, with Parker turning tail and walking away. Thor takes a step back, as if to show Parker the same disrespect, and then stops, thinking better of it. He balls up his fist and this time raises it up as if to strike. He brings it down towards Parker, but as he does, unclenches his fist and extends his palm. The two men shake hands and the crowd actually pops for the show of sportsmanship before "Special Operations" by Jim Johnston begins to play from the loudspeakers. Both men look around puzzled wondering what was going on. As they do the lights go out sending the arena into darkness.
Tom Foolery Well I was waiting for this.
Preston Poppycock Damien Drake? Brandon Macdonald? I wonder who else ‘as access to the light switches?
Less than ten seconds later the IWF Phoenix Tron comes to life with the form of a man in a early 1980's style US Marine Brigadier General's uniform. Across the chest were dozens of medals and commendations showing that the man was a true hero. The man's face was in shadows so no one could see who he was. The music stops playing just as suddenly as it had started as the man starts to speak.
"We told you that we were watching and that tonight we would make ourselves known."
The lights suddenly come back on and we see Parker and Sah'ta Thor surrounded by the same group who had ended the beat down on Storming Raven a few weeks before. Each of the four were in full military dress showing their country of origin. There was James Jefferson in his US Army Captain's uniform, Imanov Chovsech in a throwback Soviet era uniform with Sergeant Major rank stripes. Kyuubi was there in the uniform of Major in the Chinese Army. The fourth man,who seemed to be just slightly bigger than Thor, was wearing the uniform of a Sergeant in the British Royal Marines.
Tom Foolery Huh?
Preston Poppycock …..
The four figures were standing in each of the corners of the ring staring at Thor and Parker. The two men look at one another somewhat distrustful, and take a step away from each other before turning their attention back up to the screen.
"I can the confusion on your faces but it will all be clear in a moment. Say hello to SpecOps, the group that will return wrestling back to this business. For too long we have seen the maneuverings of politicians and the corrupt. Take a look around this company and you will know exactly what I am talking about. For too long there have been no heroes in the IWF but that changes now. We made ourselves known by showing you all a taste of what we could do when we took over the beating of Storming Raven weeks ago. Tonight we give you another lesson by taking out two of this company's biggest politicians.
As the voice falls silent the four figures in the ring suddenly lunge forward up onto the apron. Thor and Parker lock eyes for a moment, and come to an unspoken agreement. Thor turns around to face one side of the ring, backing up a step. Parker turns around and faces the other way, stepping back into Thor and keeping his eyes on the two in front of him.
Tom Foolery Parker isn’t backing down at all.
Preston Poppycock It’s the lollipop guild!
James and Imanov step over the middle rope and into the ring in front of Parker while Kyuubi and her associate similarly step into the ring in front of Thor. The two men in the center don’t budge, each man has given his unspoken word to watch the back of the other, despite their being outnumbered. James takes a step forward and Parker instinctively squares his shoulders to him. At that moment, Imanov surges forward and catches Parker off guard. Thor takes his eye off the other two for a nanosecond, to address the scuffle behind him and Kyuubi with her as yet still unnamed man descend on Thor while James and Imanov double team Parker. Each of the uniformed figures moves with the ease of hand to hand combat training moving from hit to hit without a wasted movement.
Thor looks over to Parker as he tries to fight of the double team from Kyuubi and the British Royal Marine. Thor manages to show some counter offense getting some separation from the pair. He uses this moment to pull James off of Parker slinging the US Army Veteran into the the unnamed guy. This allows Parker to send Imanov to the ring ropes. As the members of SpecOps regroup Thor looks at Parker then up at the tron for a moment trying to figure out who the man was. After a minute Thor turns back to Parker and reaffirms their so they could deal with their now common enemy.
Tom Foolery I’ve heard of these men before but this is the first I’m seeing them.
Preston Poppycock ‘Opefully it’s the last because well...they SUCK!
As Thor and Parker move forward to deal with the regrouping SpecOps there is a commotion from the back as the cavalry appears from the back. Running down the ring is Frank Finelli who grabs ahold of Imanov and pulls him away from the ring. Across the ring Kyuubi is taken by a Pounce for Savannah which starts a brawl between the two ladies. In the ring we see Parker locking up with James Jefferson in a series of technical holds and grapples. Thor goes at hit with the unnamed man in a flurry of exchanged fists.
Tom Foolery I can’t believe this, Frank Finelli is in there mixing it up with his...I don’t even know what. I’m baffled right now and have no clue what’s going on. I can legitimately say that for the first time in my career.
Preston Poppycock Sorry what was that? I was looking at my watch seeing ‘ow long this shit show was going to last, it’s killing my vibe mate.
"Very good. Our mission is off to a good start but this only the beginning."
The brawl which was not for separate fights was going on all over the ring. Imanov and Frank were busy exchanging punches while each one tries to suplex the other. Savannah who was still in the collar from her match earlier in the night along with the strap was locked up in a catfight fight with Kyuubi. Each of the women was using the strap on the other woman. James Jefferson and Parker were showing off their pure wrestling knowledge as each tries to get the advantage on each other. Thor and the royal Marine were locked up on the ground exchanging a bunch of ground and pound moves. Neither side seems to have the advantage for the moment.
Tom Foolery STALE...MATE.
Preston Poppycock I see what you did there, clever...MATE! HAHA!
Imanov suddenly catches Frank up in a Perun's Embrace at the same moment Kyuubi hit's the Oni Drop on Savannah on the out of the ring. Parker gets the upper hand and locks James Jefferson up in the Just Tap Out while Thor starts to lock in the Heretic's Curse on his opponent. However, the unknown opponent counters the move and locks in a triangle choke. Kyuubi moves from Savannah and dives across Parker and Jefferson, breaking Parker’s hold and freeing her compatriot. Savannah rushes after her to inflict some payback as the the figure on the tron starts to laugh in amusement before speaking.
"That is enough! This mission is now over.
With that statement all four member of SpecOps quit fighting and move out of the ring as their music plays. In the ring Thor looks over at Parker waiting to see what he would do next while the man's image on the tron fades away.
The camera cuts back to the ring as Heather prepares to announce the next match.
Hope Cassidy: The following contest is a STREET FIGHT! And is scheduled for ONE FALL! Introducing first...
Libby’s entrance music blasts over the PA and Sean Libby walks out onto the ramp looking towards the ground snarling and snorting before throwing his arms up in the air roaring loudly.
*CROWD BOOS*
Hope Cassidy: from Framingham, Massachusetts weighing in at 290lbs...SEAN LIBBY!!!!
Sean Libby marches down the ramp and avoids contact from the fans looking extra pissed off. He rolls into the ring and grabs the ropes yanking them back yelling at the crowd. Bouncing up and down Libby grins awaiting his opponent.
Hope Cassidy: And introducing his opponent…
Cast out the storm in my head I've tripped and fell in Caught in my conscience again I try to push it away
World to Burn by Rev Theory plays throughout the arena. The camera focuses on the jumbotron, where Chuck’s smirking face is seen, before it’s engulfed in a shadow, showing only his sunken eyes and wicked smile. The camera pans down to the entrance curtain for a moment. Finally, Chuck Matthews emerges, looking at the ring. He faces the ring, wearing a smirk identical to his big screen counterpart.
In case you forget I'll boldly just let it all fade Search the silence I can't believe all the lies that you tell me I break
Hope Cassidy: Making his way to the ring from Chicago Illinois weighing in at 225lbs...CHUCK MATTHEWS!!!!!!!!
*CROWD EXPLODES*
Chuck stops halfway down the ramp and looks to the booing crowd. He raises his hands in his signature old-style cornas. Fireworks erupt in a line behind him, firing back and forth for a moment. Chuck looks back to the the ring, and continues walking. He runs up the steps and pauses on the apron, flashing a grin at the crowd before stepping between the ropes.
This is the world that you burn. This is the life that you waste. How does it feel on your own, now that you're pushing me away?
Chuck climbs up on the turnbuckle. He stares at the crowd, sneering at them, and stretches out his arms, soaking in the crowd's reactions. Finally, he points to the opponent, shakes his head, then motions to himself. He hops down from the corner, and turns, pacing back and forth, and smoothing out his hair. He stares at the opponent as he rolls his wrists, getting ready for the bell.
STREET FIGHT SINGLES MATCH Chuck Matthews [vs] Sean Libby
[DING DING DING]
Sean Libby immediately runs forward with a clothesline, taking Chuck to the ground. Chuck springs back to his feet, and turns to be met with a huge boot. Sean plants his foot on Chuck's chest and shoves him, sending Chuck tumbling across the ring. Chuck rolls and grabs hold of the second rope, staring up at Sean.
Tom Foolery And right away, Sean Libby is on the attack.
Preston Poppycock I think Chuck looks genuinely afraid!
Chuck gets up and charges Sean, pummeling every inch he can find. Sean stands, motionless, allowing Chuck to rain punches down on his chest and abdomen. Finally, Sean puts his hand in Chuck's face and shoves him away, sending him to the mat once more. Chuck rolls out of the ring, and smacks his hands on the mat.
Tom Foolery Those punches didn't even phase Libby!
Chuck looks under the ring, searching for a weapon. Sean shakes his head and steps over the top rope, letting himself fall to the ground. Chuck pulls a kendo stick from under the ring and turns towards Sean. He swings the stick, cracking it across Sean's chest. The stick snaps, and Sean looks at the welt that slowly begins to form across his skin. He sneers at Chuck and grabs him by the throat with both hands before throwing him towards the announcer's table.
Tom Foolery Incoming!
The two commentators move just as Chuck rolls across the table, crashing into the chairs. He gets to his feet to see Promestein yelling at Sean, pointing at Chuck.
Promestein Quit playing! Finish him off!
Sean nods, and looks at Chuck. Chuck steps up to the table and jumps off, diving towards Sean. Libby catches Chuck out of midair and powerslams him onto the concrete floor.
"OHHHHHH!"
Preston Poppycock E's gettin manhandled out there!
Tom Foolery At well over 200 pounds, Chuck Matthews is no small man, but Sean is throwing him around like a rag doll! Chuck hasn't so much as made a dent in this monster!
Sean approaches Chuck, who springs to life, kicking Sean in the face. Sean shakes off the blow, and grabs Chuck, picking him off the ground and holding him above his head in a military press. He throws Chuck through the ropes, into the ring, before climbing up after him. Chuck gets to his feet, staring Libby down. He charges Sean, looking for a spear. Sean boots Chuck in the face, sending him to the mat. He begins stomping Chuck into the ground before roaring to the crowd. The crowd is silent, watching as Sean continues to beat Chuck into the mat. Chuck slowly stirs, looking towards the ropes. He slowly inches closer. Sean steps on his ankle, causing Chuck to cry out in pain. Outside the ring, Promestein grabs a chair and throws it into the ring, pointing at it and yelling at Sean to use it. Sean picks up the weapon and stares at it for a moment before bringing it crashing down across Chuck's spine. Sean grabs Chuck's shoulder with a free hand, flipping him onto his back. Sean raises the chair again and brings it down on his face. Chuck twitches a bit, then remains motionless. Libby brings the chair down, over and over, each shot being met with less resistance and less movement from Matthews. Finally, Sean stops, throwing the chair into the ring. Chuck lies, motionless, a visible cut in his forehead, just below his hairline.
Tom Foolery This is...sick.
Preston Poppycock Forget about ‘is streak, Chuck will be lucky if ‘e walks out of here on ‘is own free will.
Promestein Finish it!
Tom Foolery Thank goodness. The doctor is calling for Libby to finally put a stop to this.
Sean smirks, and lifts Chuck off the ground, loading him onto his shoulders. He slams Chuck to the mat, and plants his foot on Chuck's chest.
ONE
TWO
SHOULDER UP!
Chuck manages to get a shoulder up.
Tom Foolery Why would you do that?
Preston Poppycock E's got too much pride. Just give it up, Matthews.
Chuck slowly gets to his feet. Sean throws him to the ropes. Chuck grabs hold of them, and tumbles out of the ring. Sean smirks, and looks to Promestein. Promestein points at Chuck, yelling new orders for Sean. Sean walks to the ropes, leaning between the second and third rope, reaching down for Chuck. He lifts Chuck to his feet, and pulls him by the head up to the apron. Sean lifts Chuck over the top rope in a suplex position, then tosses him outside the ring. Chuck lands on the announcer's table, his stomach smashing onto the edge of it. Chuck lies, slumped over the edge of the table. Sean slides out of the ring again.
Tom Foolery For a moment it looked like a breath of life from Chuck, but I now it's looking like it was just a bandage on the wound.
Sean walks towards Chuck, slapping him to the back of the head. Chuck stirs. Sean lifts him to his feet, then throws him towards the ring. Chuck jumps just before colliding with the apron, sliding into the ring. He crawls across the mat, towards the opposite end. Sean hops to the apron, stepping between the ropes. He grabs the chair, standing menacingly over Chuck. He drives the edge of the chair into Chuck's spine. Chuck cries out in pain. Promestein yells for Sean, pointing to the corner. Sean nods, and wedges the chair in the corner. He lifts Chuck, and looks over his shoulder at the chair. He whips Chuck towards the corner. Chuck stops himself just in time. He turns around into a boot from Sean, which sends Chuck tumbling over the top rope. Chuck crawls to the barricade, getting to his feet. Sean slides out of the ring to meet him. Chuck stumbles up the ramp, waving his hands.
Preston Poppycock Is 'e giving up? E's throwin away his streak!
Sean runs up behind Chuck, driving an elbow to the back of his head. He shoves Chuck up the ramp, stalking him. Chuck tries to get to his feet, but Sean sends a hard kick to his ribs, sending Chuck rolling up onto the stage. Chuck finds the steel structure holding the stage up. He grabs the bars, using them as leverage to get to his feet. Sean charges, and drives his boot into Chuck's skull, smashing it into the steel.
Tom Foolery And there's the Irish Shot. I think Chuck's out of it.
Sean stands over Chuck, smirking. He looks to the crowd, which boos loudly. Sean turns his attention back to Chuck, who throws a desperation punch. The shot connects with Sean's face, and Sean takes a step back. Chuck charges Libby. Sean throws Chuck in the air, then catches him on his shoulders, flooring him with a sickening Samoan drop.
Preston Poppycock Libby Drop, right onto the stage!
Sean hooks Chuck's leg.
ONE
TWO
SHOULDER UP!!!
Chuck rolls his shoulder up.
Tom Foolery What does it take?
Sean slams his fists onto the stage. Promestein shouts at Sean, pointing at the stage structure. Sean nods.
Preston Poppycock Say what you will about ‘im, but Dr. Promestein has proved invaluable in this match so far. With ‘is brains and Sean's brawn, Chuck's in dire straits.
Sean picks up Chuck onto his shoulder. He charges at the steel stage structure, looking to ram Chuck headfirst into it. Chuck wriggles free, shoving Sean, who collides into the metal. Matthews grabs a chain hanging from the structure, wrapping it around Sean's arm, and tangling it around the steel bars of the scaffold. Sean struggles to pull himself free, but the chain locks in on itself, refusing to budge.
Preston Poppycock Chuck's immobilized Libby! ‘E can't move an inch!
Tom Foolery But that also means he can't take him down for a pin. A brilliant tactic to keep Sean off his tail, but it will only matter if he can capitalize on this chance to breathe.
Chuck stands, just out of reach of Sean. He smirks as Sean swings his free arm wildly, missing Chuck by inches. Chuck slaps Sean across the face, and hops back just as Sean takes a swing of his own. Without warning, Promestein wraps his belt around Chuck's throat, choking him out.
Tom Foolery Promestein! He's taken off his belt, and now he's using it to strangle Chuck Matthews!
Chuck gasps for breath as Promestein pulls harder on the belt. Chuck's face turns a faint shade of purple as he fades out. Sean stops struggling, watching as Chuck loses more air. Promestein starts to drag Chuck towards Libby, the belt still wrapped tight, shutting off Chuck's air. Sean rests his foot on Chuck's chest. The referee counts.
ONE
TWO
THR-
SHOULDER UP!
Chuck forces a shoulder up.
Tom Foolery Chuck still showing some life! And the referee signaling two!
Preston Poppycock I could've sworn that was three!
Chuck begins thrashing around on the stage, wrenching the belt out of Promestein's grip. Chuck snatches the belt, glaring at the doctor. He steals a glance at Sean, and winks before turning his attention to Promestein. Promestein shakes his head, pleading with Chuck. Chuck approaches him, brandishing the belt. Promestein runs down the ramp, looking to escape. Libby pulls at the chain, struggling to break free. Chuck meanwhile chases Promestein down the ramp towards the ring. Promestein looks to escape through the crowd, but the fans shove him away, back into the main area.
Preston Poppycock Aw, come on now, that's fan interference!
Tom Foolery These fans have never been afraid to make their presence known! There's no escape for the doc now!
Promestein turns around, into a wicked spear from Chuck.
Tom Foolery Hollywood Impact!
Sean screams, yanking hard at the chain. Promestein lies motionless on the floor, completely taken out by the force of the spear. Chuck looks back at Sean and gives him a friendly salute. Sean roars, pulling at the chain. Veins in his arms bulge out of the muscles. A clanking sound is heard, and the chain breaks, falling uselessly around the steel bars.
Preston Poppycock ‘E...’e broke through a steel chain!
Tom Foolery That's just ridiculous strength! And Chuck might regret attacking the good doctor now!
Sean makes a beeline for the ring, where Chuck waits, motioning for Libby to attack. Sean throws up his leg, looking for a boot. Chuck ducks it, standing behind Libby. He immediately ducks down, going for a sharp spear, right to Libby's other leg. Sean falls to the ground, and the crowd cheers wildly.
Tom Foolery Libby is down! Chuck's taken the giant to the floor!
Preston Poppycock And I think we might have ourselves a match!
Chuck goes for a cover.
ONE
POWER OUT!
Sean shoves Chuck off, sending him rolling across the floor. Chuck stumbles away from the ring, towards the ramp. Sean slides out of the ring to meet Chuck. Chuck turns and races back, looking for another spear. He catches Sean, driving him spine-first into the apron. Sean grunts in pain, but stands at his full height. He grabs Sean's arm, trying to throw him towards the crowd barricade. Sean plants his feet, refusing to move. With a roar, he throws Chuck towards the steel ring steps. Chuck collides with them, sending the top steps flying as Chuck rolls to the mat.
Tom Foolery Chuck is getting absolutely manhandled here!
Sean approaches Chuck. Matthews rolls, tripping Sean up with a drop toehold. Sean falls to the floor, his skull smacking against the ring steps. He gets on one knee, clutching his face. Chuck grabs Sean by the head and falls back, cracking Libby's head into the steps with a DDT. Chuck goes for a cover.
Tom Foolery He's taken out the brains of the operation, but Libby's just too powerful. The man is a living tank!
Chuck digs under the ring for a weapon. He pulls out a lead pipe, turning his attention back to Sean. He swings the pipe down across Sean's knee. Sean groans in pain. Chuck smashes the pipe down on Sean's other knee, to a similar result. Matthews raises the pipe again, aiming for Sean's skull. He swings down, but Sean reaches up, catching the pipe. He wrenches it out of Chuck's hands. Chuck steps back as Sean swings. Sean stands, and Chuck backs up the ramp, looking around for a weapon. He finally runs off, heading backstage. Sean gives chase.
Preston Poppycock Where do you two think you're going? Ring's out ‘ere!
The camera cuts to the backstage area, where Sean chases after Chuck. He stops, looking around for Chuck. A massive black metal crate rolls down from off camera, smashing into Sean's side, carrying him to the wall, and pinning him there. Chuck is seen, leaning on the other end of the crate, breathing heavily. Sean roars, shoving the crate away, and sending Chuck tumbling. Sean stomps down on Chuck's wrist. Chuck slowly gets to his feet and Sean charges, slamming his shoulder to Chuck's chest and sending him back to the concrete floor. Chuck scrambles to his feet. Sean looks for a clothesline, and Chuck ducks it. Libby turns around, and Chuck fires off a superkick, missing Sean's jaw and hitting him square in the throat. Libby drops to his knees immediately, choking and sputtering. The crowds wild cheers are heard from the arena.
Tom Foolery Shades of Johnny Electric! And I think Chuck has discovered Sean's achilles heel!
Preston Poppycock That injured neck of Sean Libby might be the trick to putting ‘im away.
Chuck immediately grabs hold of Sean's neck and arm, locking in a dragon sleeper. Sean begins coughing up blood. Sean slowly struggles to stand, inching towards the catering table. He uses the table to get to his feet, trying to throw Chuck off his back. Sean turns and throws himself backwards, sending himself and Chuck through the table. Sean gets to his feet, shaking the pain out of his head. He turns back to Chuck, who smashes a food platter over Sean's face, denting the plate.
Tom Foolery Well...that worked.
Sean takes a few steps back, a small cut forming in his forehead, just above his eye. Chuck runs forward, smashing his shoulder to Sean's leg, taking him to the ground. Chuck grabs a fork, digging it into Sean's open wound. Sean screams, and shoves Chuck off. Chuck runs in again, but Sean grabs him by the throat. Sean throws Chuck headfirst through a door, which leads out into the entryway of the arena. Chuck stumbles down the marble floors, near the concession stands on the lowest level. Sean grabs his lead pipe and follows Chuck. He hurls the pipe, which hits Chuck in the back. Chuck stumbles forward, catching hold of a small fast food stall in the arena. Chuck hops over the counter. Crew workers run every which way, getting out of Chuck's way. Chuck shoves one employee out of the way, grabbing a handful of coins from the drawer. Sean turns the corner and Chuck begins pelting him with pennies. Sean puts his hands up, trying to swat away the onslaught. He gets to the register and grabs Chuck by the throat. Chuck swings his fist into Sean's face. Sean howls, and lets go. Chuck winks, and reveals his hand to Sean, showing a quarter wedged between each knuckle.
Tom Foolery Nobody's ever accused Chuck of not being innovative.
Preston Poppycock That's the Smartest Man in Wrestling we know and love!
Sean vaults himself over the counter, going after Chuck again. Chuck's smile vanishes, and he retreats. Sean grabs the register, ripping it from the wires and swings it at Chuck. Chuck ducks, and the computer smashes into the wall. Chuck moves into the kitchen, Libby in hot pursuit. Chuck begins grabbing food ingredients from the kitchen, throwing them at Libby, who only seems to get more and more irritated. Sean grabs a knife from the counter and swings it at Chuck, slashing his arm. Matthews looks at his arm, which is completely unharmed.
Tom Foolery Gotta love safety knives! Cuts food, not flesh!
Preston Poppycock Nice product placement.
Sean kicks Chuck to the gut and smashes his face into the metal counter. He throws Chuck towards the fryer. Chuck catches himself, stopping. Sean walks up behind him. Chuck seizes the basket from the fryer and smashes it over Sean's face. Sean screams, holding his face, where burns form around his face and a mesh-shaped burn appears on his skull. Chuck grabs a food cart from nearby and pushes it towards Sean, taking him off balance to the floor. Chuck goes for a pin. ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Sean kicks out.
Tom Foolery He almost had him!
Chuck nods, grinning, and moves to the back of the store. Sean gets to his feet, watching Chuck go. He grabs the cart, lifting it over his head. He moves after Chuck and lifts the cart high before bringing it crashing down at Chuck. Matthews moves just in time, and Sean hits the metal sink, ripping it out of the wall, and sending water spraying everywhere. Chuck aims the water at Sean's face, temporarily blinding him long enough for Chuck to slip away. He moves back to the front of the store, stopping long enough to hide a roll of quarters in his tights. Sean grabs the sink from the floor and chases after Chuck yet again. Chuck hops over the counter, taunting Sean. Libby hurls the sink, which Chuck manages to dodge.
Tom Foolery Sean....just threw the kitchen sink at him.
Chuck grabs the cookie display case as Sean approaches the counter. Sean vaults over the counter as Chuck swings. The glass shatters over Sean's head, busting him wide open.
Preston Poppycock He's bleeding!
Sean clutches his head, blood seeping through his hands. Chuck grabs a salt packet, tearing it open, and rubbing it into the wound. Sean screams, swatting at Chuck's hands. Chuck takes a step back and delivers a vicious kick to Sean's skull. He hooks Sean's head, planting him on the floor with a neckbreaker. Chuck rolls onto Sean for a pin.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Sean kicks out again. Chuck shakes his head. Sean sits up, glaring at Chuck. Chuck immediately scrambles to his feet, going back on the retreat. Sean stands, and begins chasing after Chuck. Chuck stops at a maintenance door, and steps inside, Sean in hot pursuit. Chuck runs up the only staircase in the room. Sean tries to swing at Chuck as he runs, but Chuck manages to keep just out of Sean's reach. Finally, he reaches a ladder. He looks around for any other exit, but finds none. Slowly, he begins climbing the ladder.
Preston Poppycock The layout of this building confuses me.
Libby begins to climb, trying to grab at Chuck's ankles to pull him down. Chuck sends a hard kick to Sean's face. Sean rocks a bit, but keeps his hold on the ladder. Chuck reaches the top, scrambling onto a massive scaffold. He opens a door at the end and steps out, and immediately stops. In the ring area, the camera looks at the top of the stage, above the From the Ashes sign.
Tom Foolery How the fuck did that ladder lead up there?
Preston Poppycock They were BEHIND the stage that whole time!
Chuck turns around and sees Sean climb up to the top of the stage. Chuck takes a step back, looking over his shoulder at the drop below. He looks up to the rafters, at the cables hanging down, holding the sign in place. An elaborate system of pulleys keeps everything in line, all of it held together with thick steel chains. Chuck quickly arranges a hanging chain, coiling it on the stage. He looks at Sean, who walks out onto the setup. Chuck tries to slip by, but Sean catches him by the chest, pushing him back. He lifts Chuck onto his shoulder, moving towards the edge of the stage.
Tom Foolery This isn't happening...That's a thirty foot drop!
Preston Poppycock ‘E said ‘e was going to end Chuck's career! This is it! Chuck Matthews is gone!
Chuck pulls the roll of quarters from his pocket, and punches Libby in the face. Libby rocks a bit, but maintains his footing. He steps into the coil. Chuck throws the roll of quarters at the winch switch. It hits, and the pulleys begin pulling the chain, tightening the coil around Sean's ankle. Sean looks down at the moving chain and drops Chuck, who slips behind him. Chuck drives a well aimed spear to Libby's knee yet again, taking Sean off his feet. Sean falls to the steel, and Chuck crawls to the winch. Sean crawls after him, looking angrier than ever. Chuck flips the switch again, holding it in place, and forcing the chain to lift again. The chain wraps tight around Sean's ankle. Sean swipes at Chuck, but misses by inches before the pulleys take him off the ground. Chuck smirks, and stops the winch. He looks at Sean, hanging upside down, a foot above the steel structure. He looks around for a weapon, and grabs a sledgehammer that lies nearby.
Tom Foolery That'll do some damage!
Preston Poppycock Sean's ‘anging by ‘is ankle! This isn't fair at all!
Matthews approaches Sean. Sean tries swinging a few times, but misses each shot. Chuck smashes the hammer into Sean's knee, and Sean screams in pain.
"LET'S GO CHUCK!" "LET'S GO CHUCK!" "LET'S GO CHUCK!"
Chuck raises the hammer to the fans, who cheer louder. Chuck drives the hammer into Sean's knee once again. Sean groans, clutching his knee. Chuck smacks him one more time, then tosses the hammer aside. He hits the switch on the winch, dropping Sean to the ground. Sean struggles to his feet, his knee buckles under his weight, but he manages to get his footing. He turns his attention towards Chuck, who charges with a spear. Sean stumbles back a bit, then loses his footing, and he and Chuck plummet, thirty feet, to the stage below, before smashing straight through it.
Preston Poppycock They went right through the stage, they did! No way are either of them getting up after that!
Medics race from the back, surrounding the massive hole in the stage. The referee cautiously climbs down the stage structure, dropping to the stage. He looks into the hole. He waves his arms.
Preston Poppycock ‘E's...’e's calling for the bell! Both men are incapacitated!
Tom Foolery Hold on!
A hand raises out of the hole, and a body starts lifting himself out.
Tom Foolery HOW IS HE STILL GOING?!
Sean Libby grunts, but gets his bad leg up out of the hole. He looks over his shoulder into the pit. He reaches down and pulls Chuck's body up out of the stage. At first, Sean tries to lift Chuck onto his shoulders. When his leg gives out, he drops Chuck to the stage, dragging him by the arm. The crowd is dead silent.
Preston Poppycock Chuck's out. ‘E's done. I don't know what Sean is doing, but Chuck is putting up absolutely no resistance.
Sean lifts Chuck just long enough to roll him under the bottom rope, into the ring. Sean positions Chuck on the mat near the corner, the same corner with the chair wedged in from earlier. Sean gets to the top rope.
Tom Foolery Sean used to be a high flyer...but he's at least 200 pounds heavier now. What is he thinking?
Sean leaps off the rope with an elbow drop, flattening Chuck into the mat. He hooks Chuck's leg.
ONE
TWO
THRE-
SHOULDER UP!
Chuck barely gets a shoulder up. The crowd erupts.
Preston Poppycock ‘E's alive! E’'s still going! I don't know how, but Chuck is still moving!
Chuck slowly pushes himself to one knee. Sean growls, and charges, booting Chuck to the skull. Chuck slumps to the mat. Sean goes for another pin.
ONE
TWO
THREE
KICK OUT!!!
Chuck kicks out.
Tom Foolery He's been beaten. He's been bruised. There's a pool of blood forming around him. Chuck's been beaten to an inch of his life. How long is he going to keep this up?
Sean slams his fists on the mat, and lifts Chuck to his feet. He whips Chuck to the corner. Chuck hits the chair hard, and falls facefirst to the mat. Sean moves towards him, then pauses. He looks from Chuck, to the fallen Promestein, to the fans. He smiles, and retreats to the opposite corner.
Preston Poppycock ‘E wouldn't...
Sean crouches in the corner, motioning for Chuck to stand.
Tom Foolery Hollywood Impact, Libby Edition, on the way!
Preston Poppycock ‘Ere lies the streak. 17-1.
Chuck slowly stirs, shaking the pain out of his head. He breathes heavily, getting to one knee. Matthews grabs hold of the rope, using it as leverage as he stands. He holds himself steady in the corner. Slowly, he turns, and Sean charges. Chuck moves at the last second, and Sean charges headfirst into the chair. He clutches his head, which bleeds even worse. Sean tries to wrench the chair off his head, but it's been wedged around his massive muscles, the chair wedged around his neck. Sean gives up trying to pull it free, and turns furiously towards Chuck.
Tom Foolery He's got his head stuck in the chair! This is like third grade all over again!
Chuck crawls away from Sean, towards the apron. Libby steps on Chuck's ankle, preventing him from going moving further. Chuck reaches under the apron, grasping desperately for any sort of weapon. Sean bends over and grabs Chuck's shoulder. Chuck flips over onto his back, and swings a trash can lid at Sean. The lid hits the chair, and Sean steps back, crying out.
Preston Poppycock That chair is in perfect position! It's right around that injured throat!
Chuck gets to his feet. Sean charges, looking for another boot. Chuck ducks, and Sean throws his foot over the top rope. Chuck leaps up, connecting a wicked enzuigiri to the chair. Sean coughs up a bloody mist, falling to his knees. Chuck gets to his feet. Chuck eyes the corner. He cautiously climbs to the top rope, wiping blood from his eyes. He turns back towards Sean. He leaps. Sean catches Chuck in midair, and positions him for a piledriver.
Tom Foolery This has to be it.
Chuck wriggles free, grabbing Sean's injured leg. He frees himself, crawling between Sean's legs, and sending a hard kick to the back of Sean's injured knee. Sean falls facefirst into the mat, the chair once again crushing his throat. Chuck wraps twists Sean's legs around his, and pulls back on them in a sharpshooter. Sean screams, but the moment Chuck adds more pressure, his screams cease. Sean's face is forced into the mat, and the chair into his throat.
Preston Poppycock CRYPTIC CROSS! CRYPTIC CROSS!
Tom Foolery He did everything perfect! A plan executed to perfection! He injured the leg! He got the chair around Sean's neck! He outsmarted Sean, and there's no escape now!
Sean reaches feebly for the ropes. He coughs up a new cloud of blood, fading fast.
Tom Foolery He knew the spear wouldn't work! He knew he had to rely on this move right here, and he's been targeting that leg the whole match, just waiting for this!
Sean struggles, shaking his head. He chokes a bit more, reaching.
Preston Poppycock Keep your dick in your pants, ‘e ‘asn't won yet!
Sean reaches one last time, then finally taps out.
[DING DING DING]
Hope Cassidy: Here is your winner....CHUCK MATTHEWS!!!
Tom Foolery THAT is why that man right there is the Smartest Man in professional Wrestling!
The referee raises Chuck's hand. Chuck wipes more blood from his eyes, but throws his fist in the air, then points to the From the Ashes sign.
Preston Poppycock I'll admit, I didn't think the guy could do it, but damn it ‘e did!
Chuck climbs to the top rope and raises his arms in his signature pose. The crowd explodes in a new wave of cheers. Without warning, Sean runs up behind Chuck, elbowing him to the back. He positions himself beneath Chuck, setting him up for a powerbomb.
Preston Poppycock Come on! ‘E won fair and square!
Sean moves to the center of the ring, before slamming him down on the discarded trash can lid. Chuck twitches for a moment, then lies motionless.
Tom Foolery That's it. Chuck gave everything he had to win the match. He's out. That's it.
The medics jog down the ramp. Sean stares down at Chuck, and grins. He lifts his fists in the air to the boos of the crowd. The show fades to commercial.
Alex Dillinger walks around in his office while wearing his wrestling gear, clearly getting ready for his big match against Damien Drake later on in the night. A knock on his door is heard, causing Alex to stop warming up and look over in the direction of the door.
Alex Dillinger Come in...
The door opened and about ten men in SWAT team outfits entered, followed by a few men wearing FBI and DEA gear. One of the FBI agents walked up to Alex and extended his hand.
Agent Jones Mr. Dillinger, I’m Agent Jones, of the FBI. Nice to meet you.
Alex Dillinger Likewise, I need to first say I've been a changed man and I guarantee you whatever you have on me is false information.
Agent Jones No need to worry, this doesn't concern you...much. I’ll cut to the chase. Tonight you have a wanted man on your show, apparently still able to compete. This man is dangerous, and is wanted for the murder of hundreds of people as well as an inordinate amount of drug trafficking charges. We need your help in tracking him down so that we can arrest him as soon as possible.
Alex Dillinger Sorry, no can do...
Agent Jones I don’t think you understand the gravity of this situation. It’s imperative that we arrest Mr. Macdonald immediately.
Alex Dillinger No I understand the situation. Frankly, I want that lying piece of garbage out of my company as soon as possible. But I have a business to run here. Brandon Macdonald is one of my employees, and a lot of money has been spent investing in this match. If I were to pull him right now, the amount of money we’d lose, not to mention the amount of money the fans would lose, is insurmountable. I give you my full blessings to arrest him post match, but he will be in that ring tonight.
Agent Jones Mr. Dillinger, we can’t just sit here and watch him and hope that he doesn’t try to escape. We have to act. You do understand that if you do not cooperate with us we can take you down for aiding and abetting.
Alex Dillinger Look, I understand that you guys have a job to do and you need to understand that I have a job to do as well. I’m not giving you him. Come to think about it, can I see your warrant to be on these premises right now? If you aren't allowed here then this discussion is over.
Agent Jones looked at his men and then back at Alex, who smiled at the agent flashing his pearly whites throwing them a casual cocky wink.
Alex Dillinger That’s what I thought. Now I could ban all of your men from this building right now, since we’re leasing it, we get full say in these matters. But look we can throw all the bullshit aside. This is a HUGE night, you know it and I know it otherwise you wouldn't be here correct? So with that said let's just compromise. We both get what we want. If you really believe Brandon is that much of a threat if he does anything tonight other than compete in that match I will personally give you my wrists to slap the cuffs on them for being an accessory. However if he goes out there and competes in his match and all goes as I assume it will than I will allow you and your men to walk down to that ring at the matches conclusion and take away your man.
The agents looked back and forth at each other for a moment, contemplating the bargain that Alex was offering them. Agent Jones turned back to Alex and spoke.
Agent Jones Fine. However we’re going to take all precautions. Surround the building, security all through the stands. Mr. Macdonald cannot be allowed the chance to escape during his match tonight.
Alex Dillinger Fine by me. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have a match to get ready for...
With that, the agents and SWAT team all turned and walked out of Alex’s office, leaving only him there to continue to warm up for his match later on.
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Subject: Re: From The Ashes III Wed Sep 04, 2013 2:21 am
Hope Cassidy: This next match is scheduled for ONE FALL! Making his return to IWF, hailing from San Diego, CA…STEEL ANGEL!
The lights fade out as the sound of a bell tower rings throughout the arena, a few more moments fly by before...
"Unleash the warrior within!"
Pyro sets off from both sides on the entrance ramp in the form of a pair of angel wings with the words "Heaven's Gladiator" appearing in crystal blue letters on the titantron. A single platform can be seen being lowered at the ramp revealing Steel Angel and Marley Jones standing at the center. Steel Angel is wearing a white and blue warrior tunic with angel designs decorated on the back and a gold cross shape tapestry on the front. Marley is wearing a light blue warrior tunic with feathers decorated on it and long leather boots. Steel's long black hair flows in the air as he stares at the crowd before him.
Death until the dust, and we're waiting Ruined in the rust, of our craving It feels like, it feels like!
Don't you know the cost, of your betrayal? You're the one that's lost, you're gonna fail It feels like, it feels like!
Steel Angel and Marley jump off the platform and they both bow before fans as they shower them in cheers. Steel Angel then walks slowly towards the ring every step with purpose, every movement loose and flowing while Marley holds his arm following his every move.
You're Gasping with all your might!
Steel Angel then stops at the end of the ramp where he brings his hands together with the middle and index fingers joining together pointing straight out with the other fingers curled together overlapping one another. He then moves his hands while in this symbol up, down, left and then right in the form of a cross before bringing both middle and index fingers to his lips and kisses them. He then separates his hands as he points to the sky unleashing blue pyro from the entrance ramp.
You can't take away my strength Fix these broken veins There's nothing left to fight (Live free or let me die) You can't take away my pride, I won't be denied There's nothing left to fight (Live free or let me die)
Steel Angel then walks around the ring slapping high fives with some of the fans before climbing through the second rope and enters the ring. Marley walks to one side and claps with the fans as she watches him.
Insects walk below, I'm on a wire Fire will burn below, but I am higher It feels like, it feels like!
He smiles as looks around the ring, he then poses which causes the fans to cheer some more.
Don't you know the cost, of your betrayal? You're the one that's lost, you're gonna fail It feels like, it feels like!
He then removes the tunic and takes it off showing his ripped features to the ladies in attendance some of whom scream in delight before he hands it to Marley. He is also wearing gold karate style pants with white flame like designs on the ankles and the words "Steel Angel" written in black latin like writing on the sides.
You're Gasping with all your might!
He then moves to the center of the ring and forms the same hand gesture he did at the end of the entrance ramp. This time as he ends the gesture by pointing to the sky that white pyro erupts from the corners.
You can't take away my strength Fix these broken veins There's nothing left to fight (Live free or let me die) You can't take away my pride, I won't be denied There's nothing left to fight (Live free or let me die)
He then tilts his head from side to side and he gets ready for his match.
Tom Foolery Steel Angel is back in IWF!
Preston Poppycock Oi’, they should have left em’ where they found em’.
Hope Cassidy: And hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, he is the former IWF World Heavyweight Champion…ETHAN CAGE!
The lights go out, the first chords of Hit the Lights by Metallica begins to play. Then the stage fills with blue, sparks shower down from the titan tron, and out comes Ethan, walking through those sparks, in a hoodie vest, long wrestling gear, black elbow pads, and gloves. Ethan stops at the entrance way and peeks from under his hoodie and then walks at a comfortable pace with the hood covering his face, smirking most of the time, depending on his opponent. He rolls into the ring, he stands in the middle of the ring and right as the singer of his theme song screams "Hit the Lights", Ethan throws back the hood and exposes his face and holds his arms out at his sides. Once that's done, he goes to the corner and props himself up on the corner turnbuckle awaiting his opponent.
Tom Foolery This should be an interesting matchup. Steel and Ethan have had serious issues in the past.
Preston Poppycock Aye, and what better time to settle em’ than right here?
Angel and Cage circle each other for a few seconds. The two lock up and begin to jockey for position. Angel eventually gets the upper hand; he forces Cage into the corner. The ref comes over and tries to break it up; Angel holds his hands up, making a clean break.
Tom Foolery A little bit of sportsmanship by the former Triple Crown Champion.
Preston Poppycock Does sportsmanship win you matches though?
Angel and Cage lockup once again. This time, Cage gets the upper hand; he backs Angel up to the corner. Slowly, Cage holds his hands up, as if he is going for a clean break as well. As the last second, Cage paintbrushes Angel across the cheek before he backs up to the center of the ring.
Angel rushes in towards Cage, but gets caught with a low drop kick to the knee. Cage bounces off the rope with a full head of steam and nails Angel with a single leg drop kick to the face. Cage rolls Angel over and goes for the cover.
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Before the refs hand can go down for the two-count, Angel kicks out with some force
Tom Foolery It’s going to take more than that.
Preston Poppycock Oi’, Cage is just warming up.
Cage picks up Angel by the hair; he gives Angel a couple of elbows before whipping him into the ropes. Angel hits the ropes hard, but hangs on to them. Cages rushes in, but Angel pulls down the top rope. Cage topples over the top rope and falls to the floor. Angel raises a hand and motions to the crowd; he springs over the top rope and lands on the apron.
Angel attempts what looks like an Asai moonsault, but mid-jump, Cage caught a hold of Angel’s foot. He pulls him down, and Angel’s head bounces off the ring apron.
Tom Foolery Bad landing by Steel Angel!
Preston Poppycock He might be knocked out after that one.
Cage picks up Angel; he slams his head on the apron before tossing him into the ring. Cage rolls into the ring and hooks the leg for a cover.
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Angel gets his shoulder up to break the count.
Once again, Cage picks Angel up. Instead of attacking, Cage gets into Angel’s face; he begins shouting some insults. Those insults fired Angel up however. Angel begins firing in stiff elbows to Cage’s face. Angel backs Cage into the corner. Angel connects with a Muay Thai kick to the mid-section before whipping Cage into the opposite corner. Cage hits the corner hard, but before he can recover, Angel rushes in with a drop kick. Cage falls to the mat; Angel drags him into the center to make the pin.
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Kickout!
Tom Foolery Steel is starting to pick up the pace and turn this thing around.
Preston Poppycock Aye, it seems like it.
Cage begins to pick himself up. But, before he can get to a steady base, he receives a kick to the head. Cage crumbles to the mat as Angel goes for the cover.
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Kickout!
Angel picks Cage up; he then goes to whip him into the ropes. Cage bounces off the ropes and rebounds towards Angel; he catches Angel with a big running boot. Angel staggers backwards towards the ropes. Before he can get his bearings, Cage spins and delivers a huge Roaring Elbow. The force of the shot sent Angel through the ropes.
Tom Foolery Shit! Steel might be dead after that one!
Preston Poppycock Aye, Misawa would be proud.
Cage walks over to where Angel took the big spill. Cage makes his way to the ring apron. Angel is still knocked out on the outside. Cage takes a few steps and then flies off the apron with a shooting star press. The move connects—instantly cage hops up to his feet.
Tom Foolery Impressive!
Preston Poppycock Oi’, most impressive.
Cage picks Angel up and places him on the ring apron. He then climbs up the steel steps and makes his way to the top rope.
Tom Foolery What’s going on here?
Preston Poppycock Looks like trouble.
Angel gets up and runs towards Cage. He spring up and catches Cage with a rope-assisted enzugri; Cage wobbles a bit on the top rope. Angel climbs the ropes. The two trade elbows and punches; Angel gets the upper hand by connecting with a head-butt. Angel positions Cage, the hops up and hits him with a frankensteiner to the outside.
Tom Foolery This is about the third time that Steel Angel has almost died tonight!
Preston Poppycock Aye, but this time he wanted to take Cage with him.
The crowd begins to scream and shout:
-IWF-
-IWF-
-IWF-
Slowly, Angel began to rise to his feet. He grabbed Cage and threw him into the ring. Angel slide in the ring and draped his arm over Cage for the pin.
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Cage was too close to the ropes; he had put his boot on the bottom rope. Angel gets up and drags Cage to the center of the ring. Angel makes his way to the nearest corner. He quickly scales it, and comes off the top with a moonsault. Angel goes for the cover.
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Kickout!
Tom Foolery These two just won’t quit!
Preston Poppycock I don’t know what it’s going to take to keep one of them down.
Angel gets up; he notices that Cage is still down on the mat. He points at the corner again.
Tom Foolery Angel is attempting to soar once again.
Preston Poppycock Oi’, he might be looking for the “Flight of the Angel” this time.
Angel makes it to the top rope. Quickly, Cage kips up and runs to the corner. Cage runs up the corner and slams his elbow into Angel’s back. Cage grabs Angel’s waist and hoists him up. Angel goes crashing to the mat, landing on his neck and back. However, Cage remained on the turnbuckle. He uses his leg-strength to pull himself back up to a seated position.
Angel rolls over onto his stomach. Cage turns around on the turnbuckle so that he is facing the mat. He then leaps off the top and delivers a 450 splash to Angel. Cage rolls Angel onto his back and goes for the cover.
Tom Foolery Cage may final have him here!
Preston Poppycock Angel made mistake. Aye, you can’t go to the well too many times.
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Shoulder up!
Cage quickly picks Angel up and yokes him up. He crosses Angel’s legs and lifts him up, only to send him crashing to the mat with a vicious stunner.
Tom Foolery Divine Intervention!
Preston Poppycock I’d rather stay retired than take that move!
Cage goes for a cover.
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Kickout!
Tom Foolery Steel Angel will not quit!
Preston Poppycock Aye, Cage is really going to have to kill him to keep em’ down!
Cage reaches down and grabs Angel’s hair. Cage picks him up, and puts on a Fireman’s Carry.
Tom Foolery That looks like the “Divine Cutter”. Cage is going to try and steal this match with Steel’s move!
Preston Poppycock You’re using too many “S-sounds” mate, calm down.
As Cage begins to spin his opponent around, Angel slips out of the Fireman’s Carry and lands on his feet. He grabs Cage by the back, hoists and spins him around to deliver a Blue Thunder Bomb. Steel goes for the cover.
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Kickout!
Slowly, both competitors make their way to their feet. Angel cranks back and delivers a massive right hand to Cage. Cage staggers a bit, but responds with an elbow. Angel wobbles a bit then connects with another haymaker. Cage is weakened, but he steps forward and connects with a high kick. Angel drops and Cage makes the cover.
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Out of nowhere Steel kicks out; he kips up to his feet.
Tom Foolery All Cage did was piss him off.
Preston Poppycock Indeed, Cage better watch his back.
Cage makes it to his feet, but gets caught with a couple of rights and lefts. Angel whips Cage into the adjacent ropes. Cage rebounds and jumps up, going for a hurricanrana. However, Angel catches him, and muscles him down with a powerbomb. Wasting little time, Angel rolls Cage over, yokes him up, and puts him right back down with the “Last Rites.” He goes for the cover.
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Kickout!
A little bit frustrated, Angel slams his fists to the mat. He then picks up Cage and spins him around. Angel attempts to hook Cage’s arms and go for a Tiger Suplex. Out of nowhere Cage pushes off and does a back flip. “Hit The Lights” connects—Angel falls to the mat. Cage goes for the pin.
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[DING! DING! DING!]
Hope Cassidy: Here is your winner... ETHAN CAGE!
Tom Foolery What an awesome match. Despite the loss, Steel Angel proved that he still has what it takes to compete here.
Preston Poppycock Aye, but Cage proved why he is the former world champion.
The camera fades out to an advertisement for IWF Action Figures.
Coming back to the ring we see Hope ready for the next match.
Hope Cassidy: The following match is a Trail of Tears Match...
The lights go out and a haunting Native American chant sounds through the arena, a low fog rolls down the entrance stage and ramp surrounding the ring. Then the opening chords of "Paint it black" blares through the arena
I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes
Storming Raven slowly walks out onto the stage side by side with Nekora, completely focused ignoring the crowd's reaction. He stands at the top of the entrance stage glaring at the ring.
Hope Cassidy: Introducing first...accompanied but Nekora Ladyhawke...
I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With flowers and my love, both never to come back I see people turn their heads and quickly look away Like a newborn baby it just happens ev'ryday
They slowly walk down the stage. Storming Raven jerking his arms away from the idiotic fans trying to touch him.
I look inside myself and see my heart is black I see my red door and it has been painted black Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
He runs down the rest of the way, and slides in the ring, before getting to his feet. He walks over and glares intimidatingly into his opponents eye, seeming to look into his soul.
Hope Cassidy: Weighing in at 275 pounds… from Laredo Texas… Storming Raven!
Tom Foolery Storming Raven is a despicable person. There’s not much else to say about that monster.
Preston Poppycock ‘E does what ‘e needs to do.
The lights turn off in Yankee Stadium. The big screen begins showing video clips of Tim Patrick as a child, sitting in his room playing with wrestling Action Figures in a tiny wrestling arena he made out of balsa wood and blocks that he built himself.
The next images we see is him as a teenager, brawling in illegal Hardcore backyard/underground wrestling promotions.
Hope Cassidy: And his opponent…
Next we see him in the streets of Belfast, leading an IRA active service unit on patrol while "Irish Ways and Irish Laws" by Moving Hearts play through the speakers.
Next we see him in NLWF battling Knife 2 Know You and then Corey Casey on Alcatraz Prison.
Hope Cassidy: weighing in at 230 pounds and hailing from South Philadelphia….
The footage stops for a moment, and then there is an explosion on the screen followed by highlights of all of Tim Patrick's matches in IWF. His battles with the Right Honorable Gentlemen, with the Empire, with Thor and the Empire of Blood, with Flex Johnson, fighting with Storming Raven at Bloody Sunday 2, winning the High Impact Title against Gordon Fury in Belfast, beating Sean Libby. The final image we see is Tim Patrick and Blyss Lockhart hugging backstage after a show.
A giant picture is lowered over the big screen of Cody DeLou, Tim Patrick's late love of his life.
Hope Cassidy: Ladies and Gentlemen - Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band!
The crowd erupts in cheers as they walk out on the staging area at the entrance way on top of the ramp. They begin to play their song, "The Wrestler".
Hope Cassidy: "The Irish Carbomb"....Tim Patrick!
A minute or so into the song, a spotlight is shown at the opposite end of the Stadium and Tim Patrick, in full black combat gear and mask, his normal ring attire, begins to walk down the steps of the stands. Fans are cheering wilding and high 5ing him and slapping him on the back. It's a large stadium so it takes him several minutes to make it to the railing and he hops over and slides under the bottom ring. He stands up and walks over to Storming Raven and slowly removes his mask. His eyes are full of intensity and his expression doesn't change.
Springsteen finishes his song and the 2 Trail of Tears cages begin to slowly lower and surround the ring.
Tom Foolery This crowd is going crazy for Tim Patrick. Look at that serious glare in his eyes. He’s ready to jump right this very second!
Preston Poppycock Aye and I can’t quite blame ‘im much mate.
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[DING DING DING]
As the bell rings signalling the start of the match Tim Patrick and Storming Raven are engaged in an intense stare down. Suddenly Storming lunges forward and tries to clothesline Tim off of his feet. Tim however manages to sidestep causing the Storming to hit ropes. This allows Tim to reach up and pull a cheese grater of the wall of the cage. After a quick glance at it Tim drags it over Storming Raven's forehead shredding the Native Nightmare's flesh. This causes blood to flow.
Tom Foolery And already we have BLOOD!
Preston Poppycock Great...
Raven finally grabs the cheese grater and rips it out of Tim's hand. Storming slams it into Tim's face before tossing it aside. The two men, who have no love lost between them, start to brawl near the C4 covered cage wall. Tim manages to force the fight into the center of the ring. The pair exchange vicious left and and rights as each one tries to make the other a blood stain. Suddenly Storming Raven slams Tim into the mat with a brutal German Suplex. Storming Raven drops down and goes for the pin.
Tom Foolery What a beautiful German Suplex by Storming Raven and he has him pinned here.
Preston Poppycock Tim isn’t done that quickly.
ONE! Tim kicks out and rolls out of the way. He gets back to his feet and Storming Racen rushes forward with a big boot. Tim scouts it and uses a neck breaker to counter the move before dropping down to lock Storming Raven in to a rear naked choke hold. Storming Raven struggles and forces his way to the bottom rope forcing the break. Tim pulls back and grabs a lead pipe of the side of the cage and slams it across Raven's back. The lead pipe hits with a sickening thud before Tim drops down to use it to choke Storming Raven out. Storming struggles against the pipe and gets to his knees.
Tom Foolery Tim like a madman! He’s lost his mind!
Preston Poppycock ‘E’s beaten the PISS outta ‘im!
Once Storming in on his knees he falls back forcing Tim into the electrified cage wall. As the electricity flows through Tim Raven roll away to catch his breath. After about ten seconds Tim falls forward into the ring and lays on the match gasping. Raven drops down and locks Tim into the Dream Catcher submission finisher. Tim is unable to fight out of it as he is still twitching from being electrified which causes Tim to tap out.
Hope Cassidy: Winner of the first fall via Submission….Storming Raven!
Tom Foolery I can’t believe it! Storming Raven makes Tim tap first.
Preston Poppycock This is ‘is specialty match don’t be too surprised mate.
Storming hold the move in until Tim starts to struggle again. Suddenly the Native Nightmare releases the hold as he stands up to pull a barb wire wrapped kendo stick. Tim gets to his knees as Raven takes his first swing. The barb wire wrapped kendo stick shreds Tim's back causing him to bleed even more. Tim rolls to the side causing Raven to hit the side of the cage. This allows Tim to get to his feet and prepare for his offensive. he wastes now time in shoulder checking Storming Raven into the electrified side of the cage. Raven is unable to avoid hitting the wall starts to twitch.
Tom Foolery OH SWEET BABY JESUS! HE’S TWITCHING!
Preston Poppycock ELECTRI-FRIED!!!
Tim allows Storming Raven to crisp for a minute while he catches a breath. With an amused look on his face Tim grabs a steel chair of the C4 wall and then slams it into Storming's side. The hit cause Raven to hit the mat where he lays twitching for a minute. Tim slams the chair into Storming Raven's gut several times before dropping it. While Raven lays gasping Tim starts to laugh as he forces the Native Nightmare of the mat. Tim forces his opponent off the mat and then slams him into the flaming wall. Storming Raven hits the wall and gets caught up in the barb wire and flames as Tim grabs a baseball bat off the normal, for this match, cage wall.
Tom Foolery Raven is hung up in the barbed wire! Tim has a bat now what’s he going to do with that!
Preston Poppycock The smart betting man says ‘e’s going to ‘it ‘im with it genius.
As Tim lines up a shot Raven's clothes start to catch fire. Tim slams the bat into Raven's back so hard that it shatters. With a savage yank Tim pulls Raven off out of the flames and sends him to the matt with a powerslam. Before the Native Nightmare can react TIm drops down and locks in The Struggle. Raven starts to resist with causes Tim's hold to strengthen. Finally Storming Raven taps out in the center of the ring.
Hope Cassidy: Winner of the second fall via Submission….Tim Patrick!
Tom Foolery RAVEN TAPPED! Tim picks up the second fall and we’re all tied up!
Preston Poppycock It comes down to this...
Tim keeps the hold locked in as he hears Storming Raven tap out. He suddenly lets go allowing the Native Nightmare a moment of peace. However, Tim wasn't done with his one best friend as he grabs a length of chain from the closest wall of the cage. With a demonic smile Tim wraps the chain around Storming Raven and yanks on the ends roughly and tries to choke him out. Suddenly Tim drops the chains and rushes to the least dangerous wall and begins to climb up the twenty foot structure. In the ring Storming Raven lays struggling for breath.
Tom Foolery Raven is struggling to breathe and this doesn’t look good for him.
Preston Poppycock Tim wants to literally KILL Storming Raven!
As Tim keeps climbing Storming Raven finally manages to get on his feet. Once on his feet Storming Raven looks around and sees the where Tim is. Without thinking Storming charges forward and tries to grab Tim's feet. Unable to do so Storming starts up the dangerous cage wall in rapidly pursuit of Tim Patrick. With a look down Tim sees he is being followed and stops climbing. Storming rushes up the side of the cage and quickly gets within reach of Tim. Storming Raven and Tim Patrick start exchanging punches as the hang on to the cage with on hand. As blood streams from each of their hands the two men seem intent on dealing eachother as much pain and possible. All of a sudden Tim smiles as he leaps off the cage and connects with a Whippersnapper into the ring below.
Tom Foolery WHIPPERSNAPPER!!!!!!!
Preston Poppycock BLOOD ‘ELL!!!
Both men land in the ring with a sickening thud. Tim has enough presence of mind to drape his arm over Storming Raven which starts a count. Storming Raven lifts his shoulder up out of nowhere much to the amazement of everyone in the arena. Tim rolls out of the way and slowly climbs to his feet all the while keeping his eyes on his opponent. Once both men are back on their feet both rush to the side of the cage to start climbing up the structure each trying to get over the top first. As they climb both men share trade punches each one trying to send their opponent back to the ring below. Tim suddenly slams his fist into Raven's cage clenching hand which causes the man to fall to mat below.
Tom Foolery Raven is down! This could be Tim’s chance!
Preston Poppycock Tim is ‘eading all the way up to the top!
Tim takes a glance down to see Storming Raven hit the canvas before climbing the rest of the way up the cage. In the ring Storming Raven gets back to his feet. He looks up the cage and sees Tim climbing over the top which causes the Native Nightmare to yell in frustration. Storming Raven rushes into the wall of the cage and starts climbing like a madman. Tim who was now climbing down the outside of the cage starts using his boots to force Raven to lose his grip on cage. Storming Raven moves out of the way of the kicks and then speeds up his climb. Meanwhile Tim rush down the outside of the cage. As Raven gets to the top of the cage Tim is close enough to the ground to drop down.
Tom Foolery Tim is outside of the cage now.
Preston Poppycock But wait Raven is up now and following after ‘im!
Tim lands on the outside of the ring as the crowd cheers him on. Meanwhile Storming Raven rushes down the outside of the cage. Tim spots him coming and grabs a steel chair to use as a weapon. The Native Nightmare drops the last handful of feet to the floor while Tim stands ready. Tim rushes forward and slams the chair down on Storming Raven's torso with a series of savage hits. After about a dozen hits the chair is so mangled that Tim tosses it aside and moves to the ring to find something under it. This allows Storming Raven to get to his feet. Tim pulls a shovel from under the ring and slams it in the side of Raven's head which forces the Native Nightmare back to his knees.
Tom Foolery SHOVEL RIGHT TO THE HEAD AND RAVEN IS DAZED!
Preston Poppycock Tim isn’t done yet mate, ‘e’s just gettin started!
Tim follows up the move with a kick to Storming Raven's gut. As Storming drops forward Tim moves to climb up the outside of the cage in preparation of another brutal move. Once Raven stands up Tim launches of the cages in an elevated swinging neckbreaker. This sends Raven back to the ground and goes to lock in a Kantahantamei. Raven breaks the hold and finally manages to get in some offense as he rolls Tim into a cobra clutch.
Tom Foolery Cobra Clutch by Raven! Tim is in serious trouble.
Preston Poppycock It’s locked in tight! This could be it right here!
Storming suddenly lets go of Tim for a few seconds only to grab him by the hair. The Native Nightmare pulls the Irish Car Bomb to his feet by the air and then sends him sprawling into the guardrail. Tim hits with thud and then slides down to the ground. This causes the referee to start counting as Storming Raven starts to gloat.
One!
Two!
Three!
Tim starts to rise to his feet as Raven plays to the crowd taunting them. Raven turns as Tim gets to his feet. Tim rushes forward and hits the Storming with an eye poke. The two men start to brawl around the cage as each one tries to get the advantage to end this match. Tim is slammed to the ground with a suplex as Raven looks around for something to seriously hurt the other man with. Storming Raven grabs a steel chair and takes a swing at Tim but it is telegraphed causing the Native Nightmare to stumble back a few steps. Tim kips up then Irish whips Storming into the C4 covered side of the cage. The impact causes the C4 to explode sending wire all over the place.
Tom Foolery RIGHT INTO THE C4 WHAT AN EXPLOSION!
Preston Poppycock I THINK ‘E’S DEAD!!!! TIM KILLED ‘IM!!!!
One!
Two!
Three!
Four!
Tim slowly stumbles back as the steel cage falls into the ring seeming to bury Storming Raven under what remained of ir.
Five!
Six!
Seven!
Storming starts to stir under the wreckage of the cage and realizes that he can't move under its weight.
Eight!
Nine!
Ten!
The bell rings signaling the end of the match.
Hope Cassidy: Winner of the this match by ten count …. Tim Patrick!
Tom Foolery He’s done it Tim has defeated the man that ruined his life, he has achieved vengeance!
Preston Poppycock Amazing match, that was incredible mate. My mind is still blown.
Tim has his arm raised by the referee before turning to towards the ramp.
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Subject: Re: From The Ashes III Wed Sep 04, 2013 6:09 am
Hope Cassidy Ladies and Gentlemen allow me to introduce to you the special ring announcer for this match. Please welcome UECW Hall of Famer...JACI SOVEREIGN!
The lights in the arena dim as the instrumentals of the start of Tell Me Where It Hurts by Halestorm begin to play. Soon camera lights begin to flicker as multiple color lights begin to move there way through the arena. As the songtress, Lzzy Hale,begins to sing, Jaci appears from behind the curtain she steps into the spotlight with a smirk planted on her face.
Hey did ya know you're makin' nice with a murderer Hey did ya know you're swappin' lives with a dirty girl In order for me to play your nurse, You gonna have to tell me where it hurts
She walks to each side of the stage pointing to the fans and encourages them to cheer louder before she begins her descent down the ramp. Slapping the desperate hands reaching out for her over the barricade.
Hey you know you're lockin' lips with a libertine Hey did you know you're knockin' hips with a killer queen Another victim of my method of seduction I made you look but you never saw me comin'
When she approaches the ring, she quickly slaps as mainy hands as she can before jogging her way up the steel steps.
Come on and give it to me Take you to give it to me Give it your best shot My love is black and blue Come on and give it to me Take you to give it to me Give it your best shot Give it your best shot
Rounding the ring post she waves at the fans as she walks on the edge of the ring apron, her left hand gliding over the top rope. When she stops near close to center, she looks around at the crowd with a smile as she points out a sign that makes her laugh.
Wiping her feet off before entering the ring over the second rope, Jaci then walks over to the nearest turnbuckle and climbs up to the second rope and raises her hands in a repeated fashion encouraging them to cheer louder until putting a hand to her ear as though she can’t hear them. Almost instantly the fans accept the challenge causing the arena to vibrate at the variations of screams and cheers.
Laughing a bit she Hops down off the rope, telling something to the referee that makes him chuckle a bit before she flips her hair over her shoulder as she walks over to the announcer’s side of the ring, taking the microphone from Hope as she exits the ring.
Jaci Sovereign: This match is a Hell in the Cell. On his way to the ring at this time, weighing in at 275 pounds, from Williamsport, Pennsylvania, Damien Drake!!!
The lights in the arena slowly start to fade until the entire arena is covered in dark. A voice echo's throughout.
DON'T INJURE WHAT YOU CAN'T KILL!
Flames erupt from the stage as Determined by Mudvayne starts to play. Damien Drake stands there alone, arms crossed over his chest. As the flames die, Damien begins to walk towards the ring, Damien walks, eyes forward, his focus never wavering from the ring. Damien grabs the top rope and pulls himself onto the mat. Inside the ring, Damien waits for the match to begin.
Jaci Sovereign: and his opponent, weighing in at 245 pounds, from Los Angeles, California, Alex Dillinger!!!
The lights in the arena, one by one slowly fade off until the entire arena sits pitch black. Tonight’s turn out is great, the arena is nearly jam packed with maybe the greatest wrestling fans ever seen to date. A buzz falls over the crowd as we sit there...waiting. Finally the lights along the tron pulsate as words begin to be spoken.
Because in this there is no teacher, no pupil; there is no leader; there is no guru; there is no Master, no Saviour. You yourself are the teacher and the pupil; you are the Master; you are the guru; you are the leader; you are everything. And to understand is to transform what is.
“Diamond” by Stick To Your Guns blares with every pulse of the song's intro, a series of bright blinding white lights flash in time. Violently, the song’s pulsating intro kicks into the hammering of guitars as wind and smoke chaotically collect, swirl and clash on the entrance stage until it engulfs the entire stage whole.
I know that what's in front of me is a reflection of what is inside of me I see that I need to be myself because it's so lonely in the eyes of someone else I feel Oh I feel Ya I feel and I always will
Every light in the arena slowly fade off except the red “exit” signs. The energy of the crowd is amazing. The lights flicker off, as the strobe lights continue to flicker throughout the arena.
I starve to leave fee from fear To free myself, before I disappear I am forever more than just surviving This is my life and this life is my diamond My time, Your time, Our time is running out
A few spotlights in the arena scan through the crowd. Appearing from a tunnel in the crowd Alex Dillinger stands tall with the crowd at their feet. With an arm in the air the crowd greets him with a tremendous ovation. Walking down the steps and through the crowd on a mission Dillinger makes his way to the ring...
I know you, because you're just like me Always questioning every single thing Never giving up without a fight Because for you, your resistance is a way of life
Young and angry, with every right to be Bent but not broken, hanging on by a thread Looked past by most, looked down on by all. We don't need them, it's forever us against them all Forever us against them all
The fans in the front row reach out and touch Alex as he hops over the barricade continuing to reach for him until he slides under the bottom rope. The flashing bulbs of cameras surround and overtake the ring as Alex Dillinger rises up from the mat and climbs up on the turnbuckle. Facing the hard camera, Alex pounds his chest like a BEAST. Hopping down off the rope he heads to his corner cracking his wrists and knuckles getting loose before the match begins
Damien Drake lifts Alex Dillinger and throws him with a overhead belly to belly suplex as Alex Dillinger checks out of the ring landing on his back. Rolling up quickly he stares down Damien.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- HELL IN A CELL SINGLES MATCH Alex Dillinger [vs] Damien Drake ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[DING DING DING]
Damien Drake lifts Alex Dillinger and throws him, and makes him hit his neck hard on the top rope. Damien Drake stands up. Damien Drake get nailed with a double axhandle chop from Alex Dillinger.
Preston Poppycock Damien Drake gets hit with a double axhandle chop. Taking the early advantage!
Tom Foolery Damien is a monster and I’m still not sure if it was wise for Alex to have accepted this match.
Damien Drake gets hit with the shooting star press from Alex Dillinger. The referee drops down and counts.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Tom Foolery Not even close! Damien too strong to go down from that.
Damien Drake moves back to his feet. Damien Drake lifts Alex Dillinger and throws him, up causing him to crash down onto the top turnbuckle. Damien stalks after Dillinger and tosses him head first into the cage once. Dillinger bounces off of the cage and stumbles back only to be grabbed once again by Damien and tossed back against the cage face first. As Alex’s face crashes against the cage he drops to his knees and blood starts to trickle down his forehead.
Alex Dillinger knees Damien Drake anticipating his opponent’s move and rolls back to his feet. Alex Dillinger stomps Damien Drake's head repeatedly. Now Damien Drake standing somehow jumping up quickly almost unaffected. Damien Drake lifts Alex Dillinger and drops him down with a Samoan Drop. Damien Drake gets up. Now Alex Dillinger standing pounding his chest blood dripping down his forehead begging Damien to hit him. Alex Dillinger fires a series of right hands sending Damien reeling backwards. He whips him into the ropes ducking down and sending Damien up and over the top rope to the outside.
Preston Poppycock Damien crash and burn on the outside!
Tom Foolery But look he’s up to his feet!
Damien Drake is back on his feet. Dillinger runs the ropes and flips over the top rope hitting a moonsault onto the monster. Dillinger gets right to his feet pumping his fists up and down feeling the energy of the crowd.
Tom Foolery Dillinger is jacked up and really feeling this crowd.
Preston Poppycock It’s amazing to me ‘ow much Alex ‘as accepted the crowd and learned to feed off of them.
Dillinger brings Damien to his feet and gives him a few right hands but Damine grabs Dillinger’s hand and gains control. Damien Drake does a Reverse Gory Special suplex on Alex Dillinger smashing him onto the outside. Alex Dillinger winces at the pain after Damien Drake straps him in the Indian deathlock. The referee is checking the situation. ... ... ... Alex Dillinger trys to escape. ... Damien Drake breaks the hold. Damien Drake catches Alex Dillinger's leg, but Alex Dillinger reverses it with an enzuigiri to Damien Drake's head. Damien Drake gets back to his feet. Damien Drake pins Alex Dillinger against the ropes and chokes him with his forearm. Alex Dillinger punches Damien Drake in the gut.
Tom Foolery Alex Dillinger with a fist to midsection as he looks to take charge here.
Preston Poppycock Takin it to the ol’ brute ‘ere.
Alex Dillinger delivers a spinning backbreaker to Damien Drake. Alex Dillinger with an illegal chokehold on Damien Drake. Damien Drake is up again. Alex Dillinger executes a ropeflip hiptoss on Damien Drake. Damien Drake stands up. Damien Drake trys for a Pumphandle Suplex but Alex Dillinger avoids it. Damien Drake with executes a bearhug on Alex Dillinger. Ryan Givens is checking for a tap out. ... Damien Drake tightens the hold. ... (AHHHH!) ... Alex Dillinger is fighting the hold. ... Damien Drake breaks the hold. Damien Drake swings a steel chair and hits Alex Dillinger. Alex Dillinger is pouring blood from his face now.
*CROWD BOOS*
Tom Foolery The crowd is really getting into it!
Alex Dillinger delivers a stiff inverted powerbomb, sending Damien Drake hard to the mat.
Preston Poppycock Spectacular inverted powerbomb!
Damien Drake gets up. Alex Dillinger runs at Damien lifting him up under his legs before he slams Damien Drake down onto the steel steps with a vicious spinebuster.
Tom Foolery Is this not great wrestling!?
Preston Poppycock Oh yeah excellent match so far mate.
Alex Dillinger nails Damien Drake with a huge slingshot somersault splash. Alex Dillinger chants start. Alex Dillinger is up again. Damien Drake gets hit with the shooting star press from Alex Dillinger. The referee counts the pin. ...1 ...2 Damien Drake kicks out.
Tom Foolery Nice try says Damien with that powerful kickout.
Preston Poppycock Damien is up but the boss ‘as a chair in ‘is ‘and...this doesn’t look good for Damien!
Damien Drake gets back to his feet. Alex Dillinger swings a chair and hits Damien Drake. Damien Drake is busted open now too as half of his mask cracks on impact.
*CROWD CHEERS*
Preston Poppycock This is quality!
Damien Drake loses his mind charging his former friend as he lifts Alex Dillinger up and hits a brainbuster. Damien Drake sucks chants start in the crowd. Now Damien Drake standing. Damien Drake has the advantage, and he grabs Alex Dillinger with an arm wrench.
Tom Foolery The arm wrench is an old favorite.
Damien Drake throws the steel steps at Alex Dillinger. Dillinger drops down to the outside and Alex Dillinger's arm is just being TWISTED by an arm grapevine by Damien Drake.
Preston Poppycock Alex Dillinger gets hit with a arm grapevine, Damien ‘as it locked in tightly.
Damien Drake covers Alex Dillinger hooking the leg. The referee counts the pin.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Tom Foolery Alex Dillinger isn't going to yield to a pin this early in the match.
Damien lifts Dillinger to his feet and drops him down with a strong armed lariat. Alex Dillinger moves back to his feet. Damien Drake gets taken down with a corkscrew armdrag as Dillinger makes a nice reversal on the larger man. Damien Drake gets hit with a hurricanrana from Alex Dillinger. The referee slides down and counts the pin.
ONE
TWO
KICK OUT!
Preston Poppycock OH! So close but not quite enough to put ‘im away!
Damien Drake moves back to his feet. Alex Dillinger jumps from the top and nails Damien Drake with a flying axhandle smash. Damien Drake gets hit with a follow up diving elbow smash from Alex Dillinger.
Tom Foolery The diving elbowsmash sends the big man to his back.
Alex Dillinger climbs to his feet. Damien Drake gets up. Damien Drake lifts Alex Dillinger and throws him, and makes him hit his neck hard on the top rope. Damien Drake gets up. Alex Dillinger grabs Damien Drake's arm and strikes his chest. Damien Drake gets up. Alex Dillinger climbs to his feet. Alex Dillinger spinning mule kicks Damien Drake.
Tom Foolery Alex Dillinger with a spinning mule kick.
Alex Dillinger hiptosses Damien Drake. Alex Dillinger bounces Damien Drake off the ropes and hits him with a jumping clothesline. Alex Dillinger chants start. Alex Dillinger with an impressive flying spinning leg lariat on Damien Drake.
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Tom Foolery Alex Dillinger executes a flying spinning leg lariat and this crowd is on fire!
Now Alex Dillinger standing back up. Damien Drake moves back to his feet. Damien Drake lifts Alex Dillinger and throws him, and makes him hit his neck hard on the top rope. Damien Drake gets back to his feet. Alex Dillinger gets up. Alex Dillinger slaps the face of Damien Drake. Alex Dillinger springboard DDT's Damien Drake onto the mat!
Tom Foolery Good springboard DDT by Alex Dillinger.
Alex Dillinger stands up. Sharpshooter applied by Alex Dillinger. The referee is checking the situation. ... Damien Drake tries to escape. ... Damien Drake tries to escape. ... Alex Dillinger tightens the hold. ... Alex Dillinger tightens the hold. Alex Dillinger breaks the hold realizing that Damien Drake won’t quit.
Preston Poppycock Damien refuses to quit!
Tom Foolery The ring is covered with blood from these fighters.
Damien Drake gets hit with a diving elbow smash from Alex Dillinger. Damien Drake fights forward and goes for a Belly to Back Double Chickenwing Suplex but Alex Dillinger dodges the attack. Flying somersault drop kick by Alex Dillinger puts him back in control. Alex Dillinger bounces Damien Drake off the ropes and face slams him onto the ringside mat. Alex Dillinger is back on his feet. Alex Dillinger executes a corkscrew leg drop on Damien Drake. Damien Drake is back on his feet. Alex Dillinger spins around Damien Drake's back and DDT's him into the ringside mat.
Tom Foolery This is the number one wrestling program on television for a reason and we’re rocking the Yankee Stadium like we should change our names to the Bronx Bombers tonight!
Alex Dillinger jumps off the turnbuckle with the flying bodypress on Damien Drake. Now Alex Dillinger standing. Damien Drake gets back to his feet. Alex Dillinger throws Damien Drake off the ropes and hits him with a diving shoulder block. Damien Drake stands up. Damien Drake moves behind Alex Dillinger puts him in a choke hold and falls back in a belly to belly suplex as the crowd rips into him with boos.
Preston Poppycock Spectacular Throat Slam Suplex!
Damien Drake gets up. Alex Dillinger climbs to his feet as well. Damien Drake does a front suplex on Alex Dillinger Damien Drake moves back to his feet. Damien Drake chokes Alex Dillinger. Letting go of the choke Damien moves to his feet bringing Alex up with him he smashes Alex down with an implant DDT. Damien hooks Alex’s leg.
ONE
TWO
SHOULDER UP
Dillinger gets his shoulder up and Damien Drake is quick to get back to work. He throws Dillinger over his shoulder and drops him down with a gutbuster. Damien watches Alex squirm around holding onto his ribs screaming in pain. Damien walks over to Dillinger pressing his boot against the cheek of Alex. Damien presses down harder with his boot. Dillinger’s face smashes in as he struggles to pull Damien’s boot from his face.
*CROWD BOOS*
Maya gets up from her seat at ringside and starts to rattle the cage telling Damien to stop. Damien chuckles making his way towards the cell door. The referees on the outside tell Damien to stay in the ring but he kicks the cell door right off of the hinges and stomps out heading right after Maya.
Tom Foolery He’s heading right after Maya!
Maya climbs up the cell trying the escape from Damien. She climbs all the way up the cell to the top and Damien is still in hot pursuit. Alex gets to his feet slowly and sees what’s going on. With an adrenaline rush Alex heads out of the cell on the opposite side. Damien gets to the top and walks towards Maya grinning. Alex reaches the top and rushes Damien taking him down atop the cell hitting him with some vicious ground and pound.
Preston Poppycock Alex with the save just in time!
Tom Foolery That didn’t look good for Maya at all. I thought we were about to witness something extremely tragic Preston.
Alex gets off of Damien and starts to stomp him out even further. Damien grabs Alex’s foot and launches him backwards sending the boss to his back. Sitting up Damien gets to his feet as does Alex. The mammoth grabs Dillinger by the throat lifting him in the air and choke slamming him down onto the chainlink roof. Damien quickly grabs Maya by the hair breathing down her neck. Throwing her up on his shoulders Damien looks to put her out.
Tom Foolery OH SWEET MOTHER OF PEARL! DON’T DO IT DAMIEN!!
Preston Poppycock She ‘as nothing to do with this. Put ‘er down mate!
Alex kicks Damien’s knee dropping him down to both knees as he releases Maya from his clutches. Alex sizes Damien up hitting him with a buzzsaw kick to the head that thunders through the stadium.
*CROWD CHEERS*
Dillinger brings Damien to his feet and Damien headbutts Dillinger sending him reeling backwards. Damien drops him down with a vicious clothesline. Alex springs up and Damien runs full speed towards him spearing him off the top of the cell!
The crowd continues to erupt watching both men crash down smashing through the entrance ramp. A large hole in the entrance ramp is where both Damien and Dillinger can be seen lying motionless. Maya screams loudly as tears roll down her cheeks. The medical team quickly rushes towards both men pulling the metal scraps off of them.
Tom Foolery Ladies and gentlemen I’m speechless at the moment. Let’s just hope that both men are ok.
Preston Poppycock That was a ‘orrible train wreck. It looks like they’re sorting everything out now.
Rolling Damien slowly off of Alex they check Damien’s vitals and they support his neck as he slowly sits up and the crowd stirs wondering what’s happened. Two EMTs help Damien to his feet as the other two check on Dillinger. Alex slowly sits up as they bring him to his feet as well. With both men standing with the aid of the EMTs the crowd begins to clap and cheer for both men.
Tom Foolery Oh thank God, at least they are all right.
Preston Poppycock I shit you not mate, I thought they were both done.
Maya begins to climb down from the top of the cell as Alex shoves the EMTs out of the way. His back is ripped to shreds from the metal and impact of the fall. Blood streaks trickle down his back and his face still a crimson mask. He spits blood at the face of Damien and hits his chest telling him to finish the match.
Tom Foolery I think Alex still wants to fight!
Damien shoves the EMTs out of the way and lunges in with a right hand to Dillinger’s face. He gains the advantage as the fight heads up the ramp to the top of the entrance stage. Both men trade rights and lefts neither man gaining an advantage. Damien backs up and boots Dillinger in the chest sending him to the ground. Drake lifts Alex up and whips him against the FTA III display screen to the right of the tron. Dillinger hits the display and sparks fly. Grabbing Dillinger from behind Damien pulls him back and over his body with a vicious German Suplex. Damien keeps the move bridged as the referee drops down to make the count.
ONE
TWO
THRE-
KICK OUT!!
Tom Foolery Alex is still alive! He isn’t done yet!
Preston Poppycock This is bloody insane mate.
Damien is completely frustrated as he notices a set of tables stacked up to the far left of the stage. He notices the props and slices his throat with his thumb. Damien picks Dillinger up on his shoulder and runs full speed going for a powerslam.
Tom Foolery OH MY LORD! SOMEONE STOP HIM!
Preston Poppycock E’s gonna kill ‘im!!!
Damien leaps off the edge of the stage but somehow Dillinger manages to flip him over mid air countering the powerslam into a flipping piledriver. Dillinger smashes Damien through the tables and both men go through four tables stacked two by two.
Tom Foolery SWEET BABY JESUS!!!!!
Preston Poppycock Call the match ref! Call the match! Enough is enough!
With both men out and lying in a heap of wood from the shattered tables Dillinger’s arm somehow drapes over the chest of Damien and the referee drops down to make the cover.
ONE
TWO
THREE
[DING DING DING]
Jaci Sovereign Here is your winner...ALEX DILLINGER!!!
Preston Poppycock I can’t believe it ‘e’s done it! ‘E’s beaten Damien Drake but at what costs!?
Tom Foolery The medical staff are right on top of it and here comes the ambulance.
Just as the ambulance backs up into the arena the EMTs help Damien and Alex up slowly. Alex can barely walk and can’t put any pressure on his bad ankle. Damien can’t stand and is held up by two men. Dillinger eyes Damien and with one last motion extends his hand for Damien to shake. As both men shake hands the crowd cheers loudly.
Dillinger and Damien embrace in a bro hug before being loaded into the ambulance and taken to the hospital for medical attention. Both men appear to need numerous stitches.
Tom Foolery What a brutal match, I hope both men are ok but these are the kinds of matches that shorten superstar’s careers.
Preston Poppycock Aye but this match was for the fans and they got their monies worth tonight. I don’t doubt for a second that either man wouldn’t do it again.
Hope Cassidy This match is a Ladder Match for the High Impact Championship title. Introducing first weighing in at 120 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, Blyss Lockhart!!!
The arena dims and as the music starts, lights start flashing on and off like crazy all over the place until the vocals kick in and the lights go to normal with Blyss popping out of the curtains and jogging down the ramp. She yells at the crowd to get them pumped and hops onto the apron, hanging off the rope with one hand as she poses for the crowd and cameras. Then she jumps over the ropes and runs up the turnbuckle, bending down and then slowly straightens herself up just as the music screams “I won’t bow to weakness!” She smiles and poses before jumping back down and waits for her opponent.
Hope Cassidy and her opponent, weighing in at 210 pounds, from Harlem, New York he is YOUR High Impact Champion, Flex Johnson!!!
“In Division” begins to blare over the speakers.
"I lay in a bed of resistance, Chained to either side. I really wish I could reset, rewind."
Smoke slowly begins to creep and fill the stage.
"I really wish I could reset rewind. You know it's never the way we planned it. I really wish we could reset rewind."
After a few moments, Flex Johnson strolls out and looks out at the crowd.
"I'm planning a revolution inside my head! I'm planning a revolution when I break free. I call for annihilation. Describe the sunlight so I can feel it's burn. If only I could get up from this bed!"
He walks slowly down the ramp. A number of fans boo him; a number of fans cheer for Flex as well.
"Living inside a hole they put me underground. Where they can never find me 'less they dig me out."
Flex circles the ring one time, and then rolls into the ring.
"But no one seems to care anymore! I'm digging, I'm digging my way out. 'Cause when I breathe in there is no release!"
He walks over to the near turn buckle and points a finger to the sky.
"I've been living inside a hole they put me underground. Where they could never find me 'less they dig me out. I've been living inside a hole. Where they could never find me 'less they dig me out."
Flex hops off the turn buckle and waits for his opponent.
Flex Johnson checks out the ring. Blyss Lockhart walks around the ring.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- IWF HIGH IMPACT CHAMPIONSHIP LADDER MATCH Flex Johnson [vs] Blyss Lockhart ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[DING DING DING]
A flying shoulder block send Blyss Lockhart to the mat. Blyss Lockhart kicks Flex Johnson's head out of desperation because Flex Johnson blocked Blyss Lockhart's first kick.
Preston Poppycock Blyss Lockhart performs an excellent looking enzuigiri.
Blyss Lockhart is up again. Blyss Lockhart executes a corkscrew legdrop on Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart moves back to her feet. Flex Johnson short lariats Blyss Lockhart.
Tom Foolery: Flex Johnson executes a clothesline trying to regain the advantage. He’s held onto that title and done well with it ever since defeating Gordon Fury for that belt Flex has only had one minor hiccup.
Preston Poppycock: Oi and ‘e’s been amazingly taking IWF by storm despite ‘is age.
Blyss Lockhart moves back to her feet. Blyss Lockhart punches Flex Johnson in the side of the head. Flex Johnson brings Blyss Lockhart down with a Mexican armdrag takedown. Now Blyss Lockhart standing. Flex Johnson uses a lariat on Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart is up again. Flex Johnson nails Blyss Lockhart with a belly-to-back suplex. Blyss climbs to her feet. Blyss Lockhart tries for a top-rope DDT but is not strong enough to lift Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart takes Flex Johnson to the floor to get the ladder.
Tom Foolery: Maybe Blyss Lockhart can get her hands on a weapon at ringside where the ladder is.
Preston Poppycock: It’s about to get ugly mate.
Flex Johnson comes back with a roar and picks Blyss Lockhart up in a fireman's carry and flapjacks her. Flex Johnson gets back to his feet. Flex Johnson and Blyss Lockhart move into the ring taking the ladder. Flex Johnson throws the Ladder at Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart is bleeding as a result.
Tom Foolery: Flex tossed that ladder right at Blyss as the two of them fought over who would hold the ladder.
Preston Poppycock: Oi she’s bleedin now mate!
Now Blyss Lockhart is standing looking a bit dazed with blood trickling down her forehead. Flex Johnson holds his mouth after receiving an elbow smash to the face. Flex Johnson hits Blyss Lockhart with a rolling elbow smash to the face. Blyss Lockhart moves back to her feet. Flex Johnson is hit with a backward kick. Blyss Lockhart measures Flex up and drops a closed fist. Flex superkicks Blyss. Flex hits Blyss with an elbow drop from the second turnbuckle. Blyss gets back to her feet. Blyss jabs Flex creating some distance from him. Flex Johnson shoulder tackles Blyss Lockhart. Flex stands up quickly. Flex knees Blyss and rolls back to his feet. Blyss Lockhart is up again. Flying lariat by Blyss Lockhart takes Flex Johnson down. Blyss Lockhart stands up and goes up the ladder. Blyss goes one step closer to the belt. Flex slams Blyss down from the ladder.
Tom Foolery: OH SWEET BABY JESUS!!!
Preston Poppycock: What a ring rattler!
Blyss Lockhart is the first one to slowly get up and Flex follows close behind. Blyss leaps up and hits a koppo kick on Flex. Blyss hits Flex with an elbow drop. Blyss Lockhart gets back to her feet quickly. Flex bounces Blyss off the ropes and clotheslines her countering and regaining the momentum. Blyss Lockhart gets up. Blyss does a cartwheel and kicks Flex Johnson in the face as if to say not so fast.
Tom Foolery: Blyss Lockhart executes a cartwheel kick! Flex never saw it coming!
Preston Poppycock: Blood brilliant!
Blyss Lockhart kicks Flex Johnson in the head. Blyss Lockhart gets taken down with a corkscrew armdrag. Blyss Lockhart is back on her feet. Blyss Lockhart superkicks Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart rolls onto Flex Johnson connecting with a knee. Flex Johnson climbs to his feet. Flex Johnson springboards off of the rope and splashes onto Blyss Lockhart.
Tom Foolery: Good springboard splash by Flex Johnson!
Preston Poppycock Now is the time Flexerio! Make it to the top you wanker!
Flex Johnson moves to the first step of the ladder. Walking up the ladder inch by inch Flex is caught from behind with a clubbing right to his back by Blyss. Flex Johnson and Blyss Lockhart move the fight back to ringside as Blyss tosses him over the top rope. Blyss dives through the ropes going for a suicide dive towards the outside by Flex dives out of the way just in time. Heading towards her quickly Flex Johnson puts Blyss Lockhart in an arm grapevine submission. Wearing down his opponent for a moment Flex heads back into the ring and towards the ladder.
Tom Foolery: Blyss holding her arm in pain but she’s not giving up at all.
Preston Poppycock: She ‘ad better get a move on if she wants to stop Flex!
Blyss Lockhart is back on her feet. Sliding into the ring and running towards Flex who was on the ladder once again. Blyss Lockhart hits a flying karate chop right to Flex Johnson's neck. Both competitors in the center of the ring as Flex Johnson executes a jawbreaker on Blyss Lockhart. Flex Johnson is up again. Blyss Lockhart gets up. Flying somersault drop kick by Blyss Lockhart puts her back in the match.
Tom Foolery: Flex Johnson takes a flying somersault dropkick!
Flex Johnson is driven further into the floor by Blyss Lockhart with a diving elbow smash.
Preston Poppycock: Flex Johnson gets ‘it with a diving elbow smash. Blyss is making ‘er move!
Blyss Lockhart gets back to her feet. Blyss Lockhart hits Flex Johnson with an elbow drop from the second turnbuckle.
Tom Foolery: Blyss Lockhart executes a elbow drop from the second rope but it doesn’t look to be enough to keep Flex down.
Blyss Lockhart gets back to her feet. Now Flex Johnson standing. Blyss Lockhart executes a rope flip hip toss on Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart measures Flex Johnson up and drops a closed fist. Blyss Lockhart gets back to her feet. Flex Johnson is up again. Blyss Lockhart tries for a tilt-a-whirl suplex but is not strong enough to lift Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart takes out another ladder from ring side sliding it back into the ring.
Preston Poppycock: Blyss ‘as the smaller ladder, what is she…
Tom Foolery: She’s swinging for the fences here Preston!
Blyss Lockhart swings the Ladder and hits Flex Johnson. Flex Johnson is bleeding as a result. Blyss Lockhart kicks Flex Johnson in the stomach and executes the sitdown face slam. Blyss Lockhart gets back to his feet. Blyss Lockhart moves to the first step of the ladder. Flex Johnson knocks Blyss Lockhart off the ladder.
Tom Foolery: Blood is all over the ring with the ladder.
Preston Poppycock: I didn’t know it was going to get this bad, you know me I ‘ate blood mate.
Blyss Lockhart hits Flex Johnson with an ear ringer. Blyss Lockhart hits Flex Johnson with a heart punch. Blyss Lockhart executes a corkscrew leg drop on Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart is back on her feet. Flex Johnson executes a swinging bulldog on Blyss Lockhart driving Blyss Lockhart's face into the the ladder. Blyss Lockhart moves back to her feet. Flex Johnson gets elbowed to his midsection by Blyss Lockhart.
Preston Poppycock: Blyss Lockhart performs a elbow to the midsection she looks determined Tom.
Flex Johnson discus punches Blyss Lockhart.
Tom Foolery: Flex Johnson with a discus punch! The Champion and challenger leaving it all in the ring tonight!
Blyss Lockhart moves back to her feet. Blyss Lockhart gets back into the match with a jumping neck snap on Flex Johnson. Flex Johnson gets hit with a back heel kick. Flex Johnson climbs to his feet. Flex Johnson goes for a running neckbreaker drop but Blyss Lockhart dodges the attack. Flex Johnson starts to climb the ladder. Blyss Lockhart dropkicks the ladder sending Flex Johnson to the mat.
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Tom Foolery: The crowd is loving every minute of this action. Wait Flex has a chair in his hands now!
Preston Poppycock: Oi what’s ‘e going to do with that thing mate? Watch out Blyss!
Flex Johnson swings a Steel chair and hits Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart’s beautiful face now nothing short of a crimson mask as she spits on the apron a bloody mist spraying out. Flex Johnson hits Blyss Lockhart with a headbutt to the face. Blyss Lockhart get nailed with a double ax handle chop from Flex Johnson. Flex Johnson executes a flying knee drop right to the gut of Blyss Lockhart. Flex Johnson gets up. Blyss Lockhart gets back to her feet. Out of desperation, Blyss Lockhart dives from the second turnbuckle, shoulder blocking Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart climbs to her feet. Blyss Lockhart jumps and elbow smashes the lying Flex Johnson.
Tom Foolery: Blyss Lockhart with a diving elbow smash! The canvas is stained and I doubt these will be the last stains we see tonight.
Blyss Lockhart stands up. Blyss Lockhart rolls onto Flex Johnson connecting with a knee. Now Flex Johnson standing. Flex Johnson gives Blyss Lockhart a reverse neckbreaker. Flex Johnson is back on her feet. Blyss Lockhart stands up. Flex Johnson neck snaps Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart gets hit with a dragon screw from Flex Johnson. Now Flex Johnson standing. Blyss Lockhart runs towards the ropes, springboards off, and splashes Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart starts to climb the ladder. Blyss Lockhart goes one step closer to the belt. Blyss Lockhart moves up another step. Blyss Lockhart climbs to the top step. Flex Johnson knocks over the ladder with Blyss Lockhart on it. Blyss falls from the ladder to the outside with a thundering thud.
Preston Poppycock: NO BLOODY WAY IS SHE STILL ALIVE!
Flex Johnson moves back to his feet. Flex Johnson punches Blyss Lockhart in the head. Flex Johnson strikes Blyss Lockhart in the chest. Blyss Lockhart kicks Flex Johnson in the groin. A flying tomahawk by Blyss Lockhart sends Flex Johnson down to the ground. Blyss Lockhart goes up the ladder. Blyss Lockhart and Flex Johnson move back to ringside. Blyss Lockhart tries for a Asia moonsault bodyblock but Flex Johnson avoids it.
Preston Poppycock: Flex back in control Tommy.
Tom Foolery: Yes he is, but I wouldn’t count out Blyss she’s taken a huge fall and kept on going. It looks like its going to take a lot more than something like that to put her down.
Blyss Lockhart gets up. Flex Johnson gets hit with a diving elbow smash from Blyss Lockhart.
Tom Foolery: Blyss executes a diving elbow smash.
Blyss Lockhart moves back to his feet. Blyss Lockhart hits Flex Johnson with missile dropkick Blyss Lockhart stands up. Flex Johnson moves back to his feet. Blyss Lockhart connects with a flying knee. Flex Johnson goes down hard.
Preston Poppycock: Blyss rocked Flexerio with that one mate!
Flex Johnson uses a snap mare takeover on Blyss Lockhart coming from no where to counter his opponents attempt at a reverse headlock. Flex Johnson leaps onto the turnbuckle and jumps off the turnbuckle with the flying bodypress on Blyss Lockhart. Flex Johnson moves back to his feet. Flex Johnson throws Blyss Lockhart off the ropes and hits her with a diving shoulder block.
Tom Foolery: The diving shoulder block is a familiar part of Flex Johnson's arsenal of moves.
Preston Poppycock: I will say I’m impressed that Flexerio ‘as touched the ladder more than once.
Blyss Lockhart grabs Flex Johnson by the arm and breaks it over his shoulder.
Preston Poppycock: Flex Johnson gets hit with a armbreaker!
Blyss Lockhart leaps up, swings around Flex Johnson and DDT's him onto the the ladder. Blyss slides out of the ring and pulls out another ladder. She gets back int the ring setting it up under the belt. Blyss goes up the ladder. Blyss Lockhart and Flex Johnson move up the ladder at the same time now.
Preston Poppycock: Isn't this why we all tune in to IWF Wrestling?
Tom Foolery: This and all the jam packed action! Flex and Blyss both on the ladder trying to grab that belt!
Punching at each other atop the ladder trading shots as the ladder starts to wobble a bit both stars try for the advantage. Flex pulls Blyss’ head down hitting it against the top of the ladder. She teeters almost losing her balance and falling from great heights. Some how Blyss manages to remain composed and fires a series of right hands. Flex falls from the ladder onto his back.
*CROWD CHEERS*
Tom Foolery: CAN SHE DO IT!? CAN SHE BECOME THE HIGH IMPACT CHAMPION!?
Blyss reaches but needs to take another step to grab the belt. Her hand on the leather strap Blyss tries to reach up and unclip it. Suddenly Flex Johnson stands up. Blyss Lockhart is hooked in a full nelson as Flex leaps up the ladder behind her.
Preston Poppycock NOT LOOKING GOOD FOR THE CHALLENGER ‘ERE MATE!
Flex yanks Blyss backwards hitting a full nelson face crusher. The crowd explodes after hearing the massive impact. Both stars are on their backs looking up towards the rafters completely out of it.
Blyss Lockhart slowly gets to her feet as does Flex. Trading shots they each slowly fire off punches obviously looking exhausted. Blyss drops down and sweeps Flex to the ground. She climbs up the ropes and leaps off the top rope with a somersault leg drop onto Flex Johnson's chest. Now Blyss Lockhart is standing again. Flex Johnson gets back to his feet as well. Blyss Lockhart and Flex Johnson go to the floor toward the giant ladder on the outside
Tom Foolery: Oh my... They've moved to ringside where the BIGGEST ladder is. This isn’t going to be good I know, you know and the viewers at home know it
Preston Poppycock: Don’t mind me I’m just going to be occupied on twitter.
Blyss Lockhart mule kicks Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart executes a corkscrew legdrop on Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart gets up. Flex Johnson climbs to his feet. Flex Johnson chokes Blyss Lockhart. Flex Johnson hits a jumping elbow thrust on Blyss Lockhart dropping her down.
Tom Foolery: Flex is now climbing up that huge ladder! What’s is he thinking?
Flex gets to the very top of this massive ladder looking out onto the crowd as they begin to lose their minds. Cameras flash and pop non-stop as Flex gets his balance standing tall holding his arms in the air.
Preston Poppycock: ‘E’s not serious ‘ere is ‘e?
Tom Foolery: No, he can’t be...he can’t be at all.
Flex Johnson goes for a frog splash and the crowd goes crazy as he hits it right on Blyss. Rolling around in pain holding his ribs Flex is out and so it Blyss.
Flex Johnson slowly gets to his feet bringing Blyss up with him as he delivers a short-arm clothesline to Blyss Lockhart. Flex Johnson stomps Blyss Lockhart's head. Blyss Lockhart moves back to her feet slowly. Blyss Lockhart leg sweeps Flex Johnson once again catching him off guard with the move. Now Flex Johnson standing. Blyss slides into the ring and Flex is after her. She puts the boots to him as he slides in. Getting to his feet Flex pushes Blyss backwards before executing a ropeflip hiptoss on Blyss Lockhart. Flex Johnson slams Blyss Lockhart onto the fallen ladder that’s still in the ring. Flex follows up with a corkscrew legdrop on Blyss who was lying on the ladder. Flex Johnson climbs to his feet. Blyss Lockhart climbs to her feet. Blyss Lockhart tries to grapple with Flex but he avoids it. Shoving Flex in the back Blyss hits a shoulder dive towards his knees dropping him down. Blyss Lockhart moves to the first step of the ladder. She begins to climb once again.
Tom Foolery: What a match! Blyss is eyeing the prize and making her way towards it.
Preston Poppycock: Oi she might ‘ave it ‘ere mate!
Seeing Flex get to his feel slowly Blyss Lockhart jumps and hits a jumping elbow thrust on Flex Johnson knocking him down again. Blyss Lockhart executes a corkscrew legdrop on Flex Johnson doing what she can to maintain control. Now Blyss Lockhart standing once again with her eyes on the ladder. Blyss Lockhart turns back and punches Flex Johnson in the gut. Blyss Lockhart whips Flex Johnson's feet from under him with a side kick. Blyss Lockhart knees Flex Johnson and rolls back to his feet. Blyss Lockhart hits Flex Johnson with an elbowdrop from the second turnbuckle. Blyss Lockhart is back on his feet. Flex Johnson places Blyss Lockhart on the turnbuckle and executes the double underhook superplex.
Tom Foolery: SWEET AND SOUR!!! THAT WAS INCREDIBLE!
Preston Poppycock: That’s it, that’s a wrap ladies and gents!
Blyss Lockhart gets picked up and dropped with the fireman's carry by Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart is back on her feet. Flex Johnson short clotheslines Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart gets knocked on the ground and Flex Johnson flips onto her. Flex Johnson gets back to his feet. Blyss Lockhart climbs to her feet. Blyss ducks a giant swing by Flex and counters with a spinning back fist. Blyss Lockhart goes off the top turnbuckle and double foot stomps Flex Johnson. Now Blyss Lockhart standing. Flex Johnson gets hit with a back heel kick as soon as he gets to his feet. Flex Johnson stands up again. Flex Johnson delivers a spinning backbreaker to the charinging Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart gets knocked on the ground and Flex Johnson stomps on her. Flex Johnson climbs to his feet. Blyss Lockhart executes a springboard bulldog, slamming Flex Johnson's head onto the the ladder.
Tom Foolery: What an excellent counter!
Preston Poppycock: There is blood everywhere mate and it’s really makin me queasy.
Blyss Lockhart stands up. Blyss Lockhart goes up the ladder. Blyss Lockhart takes another step! Blyss Lockhart moves closer to the top. Blyss Lockhart stands at the top of the ladder. Blyss Lockhart stares at Flex as he lies there on the ladder flat on his back. She leaps off the top of the ladder performing a shooting star press.
Tom Foolery: BLYZZARD!!!!
Preston Poppycock: ‘OLY SHIT MATE!!!!
Blyss crash and burns as Flex slowly rolls out of the way just in the nick of time causing Blyss to smash right on top of the ladder. Holding her back in pain Blyss yells out loudly.
Preston Poppycock: She is in tremendous pain mate. That was an incredible leap of faith but the result wasn’t worth it.
Flex is back to his feet as he sets the ladder up positioning it back under the belt as it had fallen backwards when Blyss leapt from the top of it. Sizing up how much he has to climb Flex takes it step by step not wanting to make any mistakes, being overly cautious and just overall exhausted makes the climb a challenging one.
Tom Foolery: The champion could do it, he could do it right here.
Blyss Lockhart starts to climb the ladder leaping up out of nowhere not giving up even with blood flowing down she fights on. Blyss Lockhart goes one step closer to the belt. Blyss Lockhart moves up another step. Blyss Lockhart climbs to the top step and begins trading shots with Flex once again. Blyss sunset flips over Flex and drops him down with a powerbomb!
Tom Foolery: SHE HIT HIM WITH THE POWERBOMB! WHAT ATHLETICISM!
Preston Poppycock: She ‘as ‘it if she can just get back to ‘er feet!
Blyss Lockhart gets up slowly. Blyss Lockhart moves to the first step of the ladder. Blyss Lockhart takes another step! Flex Johnson pulls Blyss Lockhart off the ladder.
Tom Foolery: This is how wrestling should be!
Blyss Lockhart executes a spinning heel kick on Flex Johnson. Flex Johnson staggers backwards getting smashed with rights and lefts from Blyss. She whips him into the ropes and drops him down with a dropkick.
Preston Poppycock: Flex Johnson is in trouble ‘ere!
Getting to his feet Flex rushes Blyss from behind. Flex Johnson grabs Blyss Lockhart by the arm and breaks it over his shoulder. Blyss Lockhart uses a closed fist on Flex Johnson.
Tom Foolery Blyss Lockhart executes a stiff right handed punch.
Blyss Lockhart hits Flex Johnson with the back of his elbow.
Preston Poppycock She’s mounting offense ‘ere and taking total control now.
Blyss Lockhart jabs Flex Johnson. Blyss Lockhart hits a koppo kick on Flex Johnson.
Tom Foolery I don’t think I’ve seen that before!
Blyss Lockhart knees Flex Johnson and rolls back to her feet. Flex Johnson is driven back further by Blyss Lockhart with a diving elbow smash.
Tom Foolery She’s got him against the ropes!
Preston Poppycock She dropped ‘im down with a DDT!
Now Blyss Lockhart standing after hitting Flex with a quick snapping DDT. Flex Johnson is back on his feet. Flex Johnson's head is smashed into the the ladder on the mat with a springboard DDT by Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart moves to the first step of the ladder. Flex Johnson tips over the ladder knocking her right off.
Tom Foolery Flex coming out of nowhere to say NOT SO FAST!
Preston Poppycock What an outstanding match!
Flex Johnson is up again. Flying side kick by Flex Johnson takes Blyss Lockhart off her feet. Flex Johnson moves back to his feet. Flex Johnson lifts her up and drops Blyss Lockhart on the ladder with a scoop slam. Flex Johnson uses a standing moonsault on Blyss Lockhart. Flex Johnson stomps Blyss Lockhart. Blyss Lockhart is up again. Flex Johnson goes up the ladder. Blyss crawls up and claws Flex scratching him down the back causing him to drop down and face her. She whips Flex against the ropes. Blyss drops down and hits Flex in the midsection with an elbow. As Flex keels over Blyss charges towards him going for the BKO! Somehow Flex slides out of the way and reverses her attack grappling her from behind. Shoving her forward Blyss turns around to see Flex’s eyes as he kicks her in the midsection and hoists her high up. Flex drops her down hitting her with the DEATH BY BRUTALITY!
Tom Foolery: HE HIT IT! HE HIT THE DEATH BY BRUTALITY! THIS ONE IS ALL OVER!!!
Preston Poppycock: FLEX IS GOING UP THE LADDER NOW ‘E COULD DO IT!
Slowing climbing the ladder Flex Johnson takes another step! Flex Johnson moves up another step. Flex Johnson moves all the way to the top of the ladder. Flex Johnson grabs the title and unclasps the belt before holding the championship high above his head.
[DING DING DING]
Tom Foolery We have a winner! He’s done it!
Preston Poppycock: ‘E did it! Flex retains, FLEXERIO RETAINS!!!!
Hope Cassidy The winner of this match, and still High Impact Championship champion, Flex Johnson!!!
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Subject: Re: From The Ashes III Wed Sep 04, 2013 6:19 am
The opening riff of The Scorpions’ “Arizona” blares over the speakers and the fans come to their feet. Jason walks out of the back and raises his fists to an ovation from the crowd, as he stands there pyros come towards him from either side in sequence, stopping just short of the ramp. As Jason lets his arms down, the entire stage on either end of the entrance erupts in gold and white fireworks. Jason walks down to the ring, winding back and forth diagonally down the ramp to slap hands with the fans.
Hope Cassidy: Entering the arena right now..from Bullhead Arizona...weighing 315 Pounds..Jason Gabriel!
Tom Foolery: The man is back! Only not as the Black Dragon..just Jason Gabriel!
Preston Poppycock: A rose is still a rose by any other name! He's looking to make a statement!
When he gets to the mats he walks about halfway around the ring, slapping outstretched hands and joking with the fans. After saying something that makes Preston laugh, he dives under the bottom rope, reaches up and pulls himself up with the top rope and climbs into his corner, facing the crowd from the second turnbuckle with his arms high in the air. He takes off his denim vest and tosses it to the IWF crewmember at ringside, before hopping down and leaning lazily in his corner, waiting for the bell.
Just then, Bon Jovi ascends the stage. The crowd pops huge once they see them get their instruments.
Hope Cassidy: Ladies and Gentlemen....Bon Jovi!!
The crowd pops huge for the band. The music then begins.
You said you made me and you break me You said it ain't hard to shake me You threw me ever since you've taken me down
You came like a rainy grey Monday I prayed like it was a Sunday You say, you say But I won't run away, I'll be standing my ground
Seen all the screaming and fighting Lived through the screaming and lying I'm fine, you can't deny
I'm unbreakable, unstoppable, I'm invincible C'mon bring it to me, cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable Reliable, undeniable Come on give it to me, cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable
Don't need the diamond cards or cold cash Don't need to sell my soul so don't ask Took a pass on the bass I'd be leaving right now
Newsflash, I'm causing a commotion Jump back, I'm poetry in motion, Think fast, talk trash Well I ain't talking back but I'm calling you out
No time for fussing and fighting Lived through the screaming and the lying I'm fine, you can't deny
Just then, Griffin Hawkins emerges from behind the curtains to a thunderous reaction!
Hope Cassidy: And his opponent..from Windsor Ontario Canada...Griffin Hawkins!!
Tom Foolery: What an reaction..Hawkins is making his entrance with style..with Bon Jovi no less!
Preston Poppycock: Its like eh live concert!
Hawkins walks down, slapping hands with the fans, completely energized. He looks to the ring as the band continues playing. He takes off is long black coat and shades and gets on each corner of the ring, getting a roaring response from the New York Crowd, Giving the devil horns salute to Bon Jovi.
I'm unbreakable Unstoppable I'm invincible You're gonna bring it to me
I'm unbreakable, unstoppable, I'm invincible C'mon bring it to me, cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable Reliable, undeniable Come on give it to me, cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable
Newsflash, I'm causing a commotion Jump back, I'm poetry in motion, I'm fine, you can't deny
I'm unbreakable, unstoppable, I'm invincible C'mon bring it to me, cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable Reliable, undeniable Come on give it to me, cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable
Unstoppable, I'm invincible, you're gonna bring it to me Cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable Reliable, undeniable Come on give it to me, cuz I'm always gonna be unbreakable
I will be unbreakable, unbreakable, I will be unbreakable.
The crowd goes wild as the band finishes up the performances. We then go back to the ring.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- CO-MAIN EVENT STEEL CAGE MATCH WIN BY PINFALL Jason Gabriel [vs] Griffin Hawkins ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
As the combatants are in the ring. The Steel Cage lowers, trapping them inside. Both meet in the center of the ring, neither of them are backing down. The bell rings and the two immediately go at it trading punches! The crowd is cheering as they are going at it. Hawkins is holding his own for a while until Gabriel's strength shows its advantage as he begins pounding heavily on the smaller Hawkins. But he catches him with a thumb to the eye which blinds him. Hawkins runs the ropes and hits him with a Clothesline, but he doesn't go down. Gabriel staggers as Hawkins goes for another, still nothing. He goes to again but this time Gabriel sees him coming and catches him with a Forearm. Hawkins is stunned as he grabs him and flings him into the corner. He fires off a flurry of punches onto him which wears him down.
Gabriel then runs him to the opposite turnbuckles and catches him with a clothesline to the corner. He dras Hawkins out and hits an Elbow to the neck, bringing him to the mat. He then picks him up in a Powerslam position, looking to ram him face first into the cage. But Hawkins slips out and pushes Gabriel face first into the Steel Cage! Hawkins then runs the ropes and jumps on Gabriel with an axe handle to the back of the head. Hawkins goes to slam Gabriel, but he's too heavy! Gabriel knees him in the mid section and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex!
Tom Foolery: Hawkins is clearly outmatched in the early going! Gabriel's strength is just too great!
Preston Poppycock: 'awkins may not be the biggest dog in the yard, but he can be the quickest!
Gabriel scoops up Hawkins and nails him with a hard right hand to the temple, sending him down. He grabs him and goes for a Chokeslam, but in mid air, Hawkins rakes his eyes! He then grabs him and hits him with a knee to the mid section before grabbing him by the hair. He goes to the turnbuckle and hits a Tornado DDT! Hawkins keeps up the assault as Gabriel is on his knees trying to get up. Hawkins delivers a flurry of kicks to the head as the crowd counts along, Gabriel is winded as he shouts "You're gonna get your fucking head kicked in!" and delivers a stiff kick to the temple! Gabriel goes down and Hawkins hooks the leg.
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Gabriel kicks out! Hawkins doesn't let up as he scoops him up, going to Irish Whip him to the ropes, but Gabriel reverses it and catches Hawkins with a Black Hole Slam! Gabriel grabs Hawkins, punching on him shouting "Get up bitch!" as he grabs him by the hair. He grabs him and rams him against the cage walls, raking his face across the links before sending him down with a hard right hand. Within closer expection, Hawkins looks to be busted open! Gabriel grabs him and flings him into the corner. He hits a succession of elbows before Irish Whipping him into the opposite corner. Gabriel grabs him and hits a Scoop Slam, followed by a falling elbow drop to the chest. He lays on a brutal choke as the referee tells him to stop..yet he can't disqualify him. Gabriel takes his time with Hawkins as he grabs him by the hair. He holds him by the chin, looking to deliver a another hard right hand, but Hawkins breaks out of it by hitting a defiant kick to the mid section! A bleeding Hawkins continues the fight with multiple kicks to the mid section before running the ropes and hitting a Fameasser!
The crowd has come to life as Hawkins uses the ropes to climb himself back up. He ascends the ropes just as Gabriel is getting up and hits a Missle Dropkick! Gabriel is down as Hawkins keeps up on him by grabbing him by the legs and clamping on a Figure Four Leglock! Gabriel screams in pain as he tries not to submit! The ref asks if he gives up but he shakes his head no. He refuses to quit. The crowd is chanting his name as Hawkins keeps the hold locked on. Using his strength, he turns Hawkins over and reverses the hold! Now Hawkins is in pain as he lets go of the hold. Both combatants are down as they pull themselves back up.
Hawkins and Gabriel trade punches back and forth. The crowd is split on who to cheer for as they continue punching one another. Gabriel rakes Hawkins' eyes, catching him off guard. He grabs him and runs him to the ropes. He waits for him to come back and connects with a Gutwrench Powerbomb, sending him to the mat. Hawkins looks lifeless as a worn out Gabriel crawls over and hooks the leg. The referee immediately administers the count.
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Hawkins kicks out at the last second. You could see the frustration on Gabriel's face as he is getting a little bit annoyed that Hawkins is still alive in this match. He goes to scoop him up, but Hawkins hits him in the mid section and gets a second win, running on adrenaline with a flurry of hard boxing like jabs, staggering the big man. He then runs the ropes and hits a Spinning Wheel Kick, sending him down! He then decides he wants to try his luck in escaping the Cage, but Gabriel is up as he climbs the cage as well. Both are on the ropes, hanging onto the Cage and going Punch for Punch. Hawkins then gets the advantage by ramming Gabriel's face into the cage over and over. A dazed Gabriel punches Hawkins as he falls back to the mat, taking him with him! As Gabriel gets up, It looks like that shot into the Cage has busted him open as well. Both are up as he gets a running start and connects with The Spartan Kick! He drapes his arm over Hawkins.
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Hawkins amazingly kicks out! Gabriel is beyond frustrated as he starts punching the mat screaming "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" He then goes to scoop up Hawkins who out of nowhere hits a low blow!
Tom Foolery: Oh man, right in the stones! The referee can't disqualify Hawkins!
Preston Poppycock: There goes Gabriel's plans for tonight!
Hawkins slowly is up as Gabriel is still reeling from the low blow. Hawkins with an amazing feat of strength Body Slams Gabriel to the surprise of the crowd! He then ascends the ropes and hits a flying elbow to the chest! The crowd is on their feet as Hawkins tunes up the band, waiting for Gabriel to turn around. He goes for the Superkick, but Gabriel ducks it, hitting a Clothesline! But it looks like it took a lot out of him as well. As he gets back up, Hawkins gets up as well and connects with The Shot in the Dark! Hawkins collapses on top of Gabriel!
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Gabriel kicks out! Hawkins runs his hands through his hair in frustration. As he slowly picks up Gabriel, he hits a low blow of his own. He grabs Hawkins by his legs and goes to slingshot him into the cage, but Hawkins uses his agility to latch onto the Cage upon impact and begins climbing it!
Tom Foolery: Sweet mother of pearl! Hawkins is using his agility to climb the cage like a Monkey up a Tree!
Gabriel sees this, Hawkins is nearly over the Cage as Gabriel climbs up and punches him in the squall of the back. He then grabs Hawkins in what looks to be some kind of Powerbomb position. In one swift motion, he goes down with Hawkins with a Powerbomb off the top of the cage!
Tom Foolery: Oh my God!!
Preston Poppycock: 'e bloody killed em!
The crowd is chanting "Holy Shit as Gabriel slowly crawls over, out of energy as he drapes his arm around Hawkins.
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3!!!!!
Hope Cassidy: Here is your winner...Jason Gabriel!!!
Tom Foolery: My God that was an incredible match! It had everything!
Preston Poppycock: In all my 'ears of wrestlin', I never seen anythin' like this!
Tom Foolery: Gabriel has proved his point, but Hawkins has nothing to be ashamed of. He gave him everything he could handle and it could have gone either way. I hope this isn't the last time these two clash!
Gabriel slowly climbs himself back up, spent from the match, yet so does Hawkins. Both are looking to each other, it looks as if this match may continue. But Gabriel sticks out his hand in a sign of respect. Hawkins hesitates..but accepts it as he raises his hand in the ring. The crowd is on their feet, giving both these combatants a standing ovation.
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Subject: Re: From The Ashes III Wed Sep 04, 2013 6:28 am
The camera cuts to a shot of Tom Foolery and Preston Poppycock sitting at their announce table, looking ready to go.
Tom Foolery Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, strap on your seatbelts, because it’s time for our main event tonight.
Preston Poppycock Gordon Fury, the man, the IWF Champion, ‘e’s going up against Mr. I only fight ‘ere once a momph. Brandon Macdonald
Tom Foolery You are not a fan of Brandon are you Preston
Preston Poppycock No, I am not a fan of Brandon Tom
Hope Cassidy Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING. The match is a best two out of three falls match, and there are no count-outs or disqualifications. Introducing first…from Mackay Australia…weighing in at 210 pounds…he is the current IWF World Heavyweight Champion…GORDON FURY!!!
The opening double kick drums and guitar riffs of “Honest Eyes” by Black Tide blast through the arena speakers and the fans all get on their feet in anticipation. As the intensity increases at the second intro riff, the fans cheer loudly as Gordon Fury walks through the entrance curtain, his title draped over his left shoulder. He flicks his hood back and riles up the fans from the stage, getting an even louder response.
"HATE!"
On that word Gordon fist pumps out in front of him, queuing a blast of pyro from behind him.
"I'm filled with hate, And you will regret! How did I get so lost?"
FIGHT!
I’ll win this fight, Pull Myself out! Save myself at all cost!"
Gordon pulls the title off his shoulder with his right hand and holds it as he slaps hands with the fans on his way down the ramp, constantly on the move, going to both sides of the ramp.
"Give me my, My life back!
I will take what’s gone..."
Gordon gets to the ring and climbs the ring steps, before stepping onto the apron, turning so that he is facing away from the ring.
"How? How'd we come this far? Why did we survive? I'd rather live my life through Honest Eyes!"
Gordon turns and leaps in one motion, landing straight on the second turnbuckle. He then hoists the championship high in the air, causing an uproar of cheers.
"Where did we go wrong? What did we not see? I'd rather live my life through Honest Eyes!"
Gordon then leaps off the turnbuckle and goes across the ring to the opposite corner, jumping up to the second turnbuckle, and riling up the fans again by holding the title up in the air. He jumps down from the turnbuckle and hands the IWF Championship to the referee before taking off his hoodie and throwing it into the crowd. He then*waits for his opponent as the song fades out.
Preston Poppycock Now see ‘ere, this is what’s unfair about dis whole fing. Gordon is the champion, so why does ‘e ‘ave to enter first?!
Tom Foolery Well I think it’s because nobody is really sure if Brandon is going to show up tonight. He’s a wanted man you know?
Preston Poppycock Dat’s another fing. How can IWF let Brandon compete if ‘e’s wanted for murder and is a drug lord? Makes no sense to me
Tom Foolery Well be that as it may, Brandon is a phenomenal wrestler and deserves his spot here. I’m excited to see a great match between two fantabulous wrestlers.
Hope Cassidy And his opponent…from Ottawa, Ontario Canada, by way of Los Angeles. Weighing in at 210 pounds… Ladies and gentlemen, the IWF Hall of Famer…BRANDON MACDONALD!
From Agincourt to Waterloo Poitiers and then Anjou The Roses War, the Hundred Years Through battlefields of blood and tears
Camera focuses in on the top of the stage, where Brandon Macdonald walks out, wearing his fighting shorts and his head covered in a towel. He bows his head before throwing the towel off of it and walking down the ring, smiling as the crowd boos at him. Brandon makes eye contact with Gordon in the ring and never breaks it
From Bosworth Field to Pointe Du Hoc Stalingard and the siege of York The bloody turf of Gallipoli Had no effect on the killing spree
Brandon slides into the ring and walks towards one of the turnbuckles
Bannockburn to Austerlitz The fall of France and the German blitz The cruelest of atrocities Europa's blood is borne of these
Brandon climbs up one of the turnbuckles and holds a fist to the sky. He smacks his chest a few times, before pointing to the heavens. He jumps back down and does the same thing on the opposite turnbuckle
Heaven help in all our battles Heaven see love, heaven help us
Brandon walks back to his corner and crouches down, staring at Gordon, grinning all the while, never once breaking eye contact with Gordon as the referee holds up the IWF Championship belt.
Tom Foolery He is here! This match is going to happen!
Preston Poppycock I ‘ope Gordon beats the living ‘ell out of Brandon
The referee makes sure both Brandon and Gordon are in their respective corners, before walking over and handing the IWF Championship belt to the timekeeper. The referee walks back into the middle of the ring and calls for the bell to begin the match.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- MAIN EVENT IWF CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH BEST 2/3 FALLS Gordon Fury [vs] Brandon Macdonald ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
[Ding Ding Ding]
Brandon Macdonald and Gordon Fury waste no time circling each other as they immediately run towards the center of the ring and tie up. Both men fight for position as neither one of them gives an inch. Brandon begins to push Gordon back into the ropes, pinning him there and trying to break free of Gordon’s grip. Brandon reaches back and slaps Gordon Fury in the chest multiple times, as the crowd boos loudly with each slap. Brandon takes a few steps back as Gordon charges at him and wastes no time in getting Brandon in the clinch and immediately delivering stiff knees to the head of Brandon. After five knees, Gordon releases Brandon, who takes a few steps back and laughs at Gordon, shaking his finger at him.
Tom Foolery Brandon is letting Gordon know right away that those knee shots won’t be working tonight
Preston Poppycock Gordon said ‘e would knee Brandon in the face until ‘e could pin ‘im. That’s exactly what ‘e’s tryna do!
Brandon runs at Gordon and takes him down to the mat with a heavy clothesline. Brandon rolls over and mounts Gordon and begins to deliver big clubbing blows to Gordon’s face. Brandon drops a few elbows as Gordon covers his face up, desperately trying to block the shots that Brandon is throwing. Gordon eventually rolls onto his back and as Brandon gets close to his head, Gordon throws an elbow, landing on Brandon’s head and causing him to fall backwards off of Gordon and onto the mat. Gordon pulls himself back to his feet as Brandon is also getting to his feet. The two men run at each other and tie up once again in the middle of the ring.
Tom Foolery Another tie up in the ring, these two men are really going at it
Preston Poppycock Well what did you expect em to do? You think that they’d just sit around and ‘ave a nice tea and crumpets date?
Brandon drops down to his knees and grabs the back of Gordon’s legs. Brandon trips Gordon over but catches him on his own shoulders. Brandon lifts Gordon up off of his shoulders and slams him down with a kneeling fireman’s carry slam. Brandon grabs onto Gordon’s arm and twists around, trying to immediately lock in an armbar. Gordon holds onto his own arm for dear life, desperately trying to prevent Brandon from locking in the armbar. Gordon eventually rolls over top of Brandon, causing Brandon to release Gordon’s arm. Gordon tries to grab Brandon’s arm mid roll, but Brandon manages to hold onto it and stop Gordon from locking in his own armbar. Gordon rolls all the way up to his feet and walks towards Brandon, going to pick him up. Brandon shoves Gordon away from him and stands back to his feet.
Tom Foolery Brandon is really trying to lock in that armbar, but Gordon is having none of it
Preston Poppycock Oi that’s because Gordon is too good to be caught in that kind of nonsense ‘old by a nonsense wrestler
Brandon and Gordon slowly circle each other, this time not so eager to tie up. Gordon moves towards Brandon and throws a right hook. Brandon moves back to dodge the punch, and then throws a big leg kick that connects on the knee of Gordon. Brandon throws up a fake knee strike before swinging with a superman punch, but Gordon gets his hands up and blocks the punch. Gordon runs towards Brandon and ducks underneath a left hook and continues to run past Brandon. Gordon hits the ropes and rebounds, running back towards Brandon and jumping into the air and spinning around. Gordon lands a spinning heel kick to the head of Brandon, who can’t block it in time. Brandon falls to the ground as Gordon lands on both of his feet. Gordon immediately runs towards the ropes and bounces off of them. Gordon jumps and elbow drops the prone Brandon directly in the chest. Brandon rolls around the mat in pain as Gordon gets back to his feet.
Tom Foolery Gordon seems to be getting a little bit of momentum here, we’ll have to see if he can hold onto it though
Preston Poppycock Of course ‘e will! E’s Gordon Fury, the IWF Champion! Oo’s the other guy again? Some old washed up gent?
Gordon shuffles behind Brandon, who is getting to his knees. Gordon runs and flips overtop of Brandon, grabbing his head mid-flip and slamming Brandon’s head face-first into the mat as he rotates down. Gordon stands up and immediately stomps on the back of Brandon’s head three times. Gordon makes his way to Brandon’s arms and begins to stomp those too, until Brandon rolls away. Gordon walks back over to Brandon and grabs him, lifting him back to his feet. Gordon grabs Brandon’s arm and tries to whip him across the ring. Brandon blocks Gordon and reverses it, whipping Gordon across the ring instead. Gordon hits the ropes and runs at Brandon, who drops to the mat as Gordon hops over-top of him. Gordon runs and jumps towards the ropes, landing on the second and springboarding back towards the center of the ring. Brandon is getting to his feet and looks up just in time to see Gordon flying through the air. Gordon wraps his arms around Brandon’s head and spikes him to the mat with a flying DDT.
Tom Foolery What a gargantuan impact with that DDT!
Preston Poppycock Atta boy Gordon! You show ‘im ‘oos boss!
Gordon walks over to Brandon and tries to cover him, but Brandon throws Gordon off of him before the referee can even begin to count. Gordon gets to his feet and waits as Brandon slowly does the same. Once Brandon is standing, Gordon runs towards him and jumps. Brandon catches Gordon in midair and holds him on his shoulder. Brandon grins as he marches to the middle of the ring before powerslamming Gordon hard onto the mat. Brandon immediately begins to methodically stomp each limb of Gordon multiple times. Brandon grabs Gordon’s leg and lifts it up, before stomping on the back of his thigh multiple times. Brandon throws Gordon’s leg down on the mat and jumps over Gordon’s body and lands a legdrop across Gordon’s face.
Tom Foolery Brandon is getting some much needed offense here in the early goings of this match, after taking a few lickings from Gordon already
Preston Poppycock I’d just as soon see ‘im get no offense at all. Brandon Macdonald is not my cup of tea
Tom Foolery Yes, you’ve made that quite clear recently.
Brandon stands up and drops a knee onto the head of Gordon, who gets his fists up to partially block it. Brandon grabs Gordon buy the arm and lifts him up to his feet. Brandon grabs Gordon by the arm and whips him across the ring. Gordon rebounds and ducks underneath Brandon’s clothesline attempt. Gordon hits the ropes again but is met with a spinning clothesline from Brandon, sending Gordon flipping to the mat. Gordon slowly rolls over on the mat as Brandon takes a few steps back, before running and kicking him in the stomach. Brandon drops down and once again grabs onto Gordon’s arm and tries to lock in an armbar. But once again, Gordon manages to roll over and end up on top of Brandon. Gordon throws a few big hammerfists, but Brandon blocks them and shakes Gordon off of him. The two men stand up and stare down.
Tom Foolery A good old fashioned stare-down!
Preston Poppycock Oi I love me a good stare-down like that one. Come on Tom my boy, let’s stare down
Gordon moves towards Brandon, who throws a left uppercut. Gordon takes a step back, dodging the punch. Gordon then throws a kick that lands to the side of Brandon’s chest. Gordon moves forward and grabs the back of Brandon’s head, bringing it down onto his upcoming knee. Gordon’s knee staggers Brandon, as he tries to regain his balance. Gordon runs at Brandon and jumps, delivering a flying knee that connects with Brandon’s chest. Brandon stumbles back into the ropes, and Gordon immediately begins throwing punch after punch to Brandon’s midsection. Gordon takes a step back and throws a spinning back fist, but Brandon ducks underneath it and runs at Gordon, grabbing him around the waist, lifting Gordon up into the air, and then slamming him down powerfully. Brandon stands up and drops a fist onto the face of Gordon. Brandon picks Gordon up to his feet and whips him across the ring. Gordon rebounds off of the ropes and Brandon wraps his arms around Gordon, lifts him into the air, and slams him back down with a spinebuster.
Tom Foolery Huge spinebuster by Brandon! He hit that one perfectly
Preston Poppycock It wasn’t that perfect, ‘e could use a lesson or two
Brandon reaches down and grabs onto Gordon, lifting him up and grabbing his arm. Brandon goes to whip Gordon across the ring, but doesn’t let go of Gordon’s arm. Instead, Brandon pulls Gordon back into a clothesline, taking Gordon to the ground. Brandon stands up and kicks Gordon hard in the ribs, before picking him back up again, and whipping him across the ring. Gordon hits the ropes but instead of rebounding off of them, he grabs onto them. Brandon sees this and runs at Gordon, looking to clothesline him out of the ring. Gordon ducks down at the last moment, as Brandon topples over the top rope. But Brandon holds on and lands on the ring apron. Brandon turns around to go back into the ring, but Gordon uses the ropes for leverage and kicks Brandon in the head, knocking him off of the apron and out of the ring.
Tom Foolery A big time kick to the head of Brandon by Gordon there, and they’re outside the ring now!
Preston Poppycock Now we get to the bloody exciting part of the match! Everything goes outside that ring, I’m tellin’ you this is where Gordon will make ‘is mark.
Gordon follows Brandon outside the ring, as the referee follows both of them. Gordon grabs Brandon and throws him against the crowd barrier. Gordon punches Brandon a few times against the barrier. Gordon then begins to deliver stomp after stomp to Brandon, who slowly goes from a seated position, to lying down, trying to block Gordon’s stomps. Gordon relents and moves towards the ring apron. Gordon climbs onto the apron and turns around, so his back is to Brandon. Gordon waits for Brandon to get to his feet, and when he does, Gordon jumps onto the bottom rope, springboards and flips backwards in the air. Gordon rotates and smashes into Brandon, sending both men to the ground outside of the ring. Neither men move for a few seconds, before Gordon begins to get to his feet. Gordon grabs onto Brandon by the head and lifts him to his feet. Gordon tries to lift Brandon up to hit the Skyfall Guillotine, but Brandon manages to block it and shove Gordon off of him.
Tom Foolery Gordon was oh-so-close to hitting the Skyfall Guillotine, but alas, it was not meant to be
Preston Poppycock ‘E’ll get it next time. There’s only so much running Brandon can do mate. Eventually e’ll ‘ave to fight Gordon like a man
Gordon charges at Brandon, who moves out of the way, causing Gordon to smash face-first into the corner pole. Brandon grabs Gordon’s head and twists it around, before dropping to the ground and connecting with the twisting neckbreaker. Gordon rolls over as Brandon mounts Gordon’s back and punches him in the side of the head repeatedly. Brandon quickly switches to body punches, making Gordon move his hands in an attempt to block the strikes. As soon as Gordon moves his hands, Brandon drops down and locks his one arm underneath Gordon’s chin, around his throat. Brandon squeezes tightly, locking in the rear-naked choke. Gordon struggles against the choke, but Brandon has it locked in fairly deep. Gordon slowly struggles to his feet, as Brandon keeps the hold locked in. Gordon immediately backpedals, ramming Brandon backfirst into the edge of the ring apron. Brandon releases the hold and grabs at his back, while Gordon falls to a knee, gasping for air.
Tom Foolery Brandon had that chokehold locked on for quite an amount of time, hopefully Gordon is going to be ok after that
Preson Poppycock ‘E’ll be fine. Brandon’s got no strength, bet it felt like ‘e ‘ad a turtleneck on
Brandon looks over at Preston, clearly having heard what he said. Brandon slowly pulls himself to his feet at the same time as Gordon. Brandon swings and connects with a punch to the skull of Gordon, sending him tumbling back into the announcers table. Brandon grabs the back of Gordon’s head and smashes it into the announcers table, causing Gordon to fall down to the ground.
Tom Foolery Preston my good friend I believe Brandon heard you
Preston Poppycock So what? I can say whatever I wanna say. What’s ‘e gonna do to stop me? Smack me wit ‘is purse?
Brandon turns around and looks at Preston, who stares at him from his position behind the announce table. Brandon walks over to him and rips his headset off and starts yelling at him
Tom Foolery It appears that Brandon did not take too kindly to the harsh words from my broadcast partner tonight.
Brandon and Preston continue to argue before Brandon laughs and goes to walk away, before spinning around and kicking Preson in the stomach. Brandon grabs Preston and delivers a huge flip piledriver, spiking Preson’s head off of the ground
Tom Foolery Great Odin’s raven, what an impact!
Brandon stares down at Preston, who lies motionless on the ground as medical staff rush up to him and push Brandon out of the way. Brandon smirks as he backs off and watches as the team calls for a stretcher. Brandon walks back over to Gordon and goes to pick him up, but Gordon elbows Brandon in the stomach. Brandon doubles over as Gordon shoves Brandon back towards the announce table. Meanwhile, Preston is loaded up on the stretcher and taken away, but gives a thumbs up to the crowd signalling that he’s going to be ok.
Tom Foolery Well it appears that I’ll be finishing this match on my own tonight. I warned Preston to watch his words but what do I know right?
Gordon spins around and hits a spinning back fist to Brandon’s face. Gordon grabs Brandon and throws him into the ring, making sure Brandon’s head is hanging over the edge of the apron, underneath the bottom rope. Gordon walks to the steps and climbs onto the apron. Gordon runs and jumps, landing a leg drop across Brandon’s head. Brandon rolls into the ring clutching his face as Gordon slides in after him. Gordon walks over to Brandon and goes for the cover.
ONE
Brandon easily kicks out of the pin attempt. Gordon stands up and grabs Brandon’s arm and lifts him to his feet. Gordon attempts to lift Brandon up over his head, but Brandon headbutts Gordon for his troubles, knocking him backwards. Brandon runs and clotheslines Gordon down to the mat. Brandon reaches down and lifts Gordon to his feet. Brandon kicks Gordon in the stomach and then hooks Gordon’s head. Brandon lifts Gordon up in the air and falls backwards, looking to hit a suplex. Gordon somehow manages to land on his feet and spins around and jumps in the air. Gordon gets his leg over the head of Brandon in mid-air, falling on top of Brandon with the leg drop.
Tom Foolery Now that was a creative leg drop by Gordon. He always seems to pull these innovative moves out from his bag of tricks in every match he’s in
Gordon gets to his feet and waits and motions for Brandon to stand back up. As he does, Gordon runs and bounces off of the ropes. Gordon jumps into the air and delivers a flying crossbody to Brandon, who manages to catch Gordon in mid-air. Brandon lifts Gordon over his head in a military press, before dropping Gordon behind him. Gordon smashes chest first onto the mat as Brandon turns around. Brandon drops down and grabs Gordon by the neck and tries to lift him into a seated position. Gordon blocks a headlock attempt by Brandon and slowly gets to his feet, holding Brandon’s head against his own. Gordon drops down and hits the mat, so that Brandon’s chin smashes into the top of Gordon’s head. Brandon falls backwards to the mat.
Tom Foolery Ladies and gentlemen, I have just gotten word that my partner Preston Poppycock, while in good shape, will not be able to return tonight, as they are going to be keeping him for evaluation. However he’ll be in tip top shape for out next Battlegrounds show. With that said, please say hello to my new partner at the booth for the remainder of the show, the lead announcer from IWF Underground, Calvin Jones!
Calvin Jones Great to be here Tom. What a match we’ve got going on in our main event
Tom Foolery Indeed we do Calvin!
Gordon waits for Brandon to stand up, and again bounces off the ropes. Gordon jumps into the air, and this time connects on his flying crossbody, taking Brandon down and sending him rolling out of the ring. Gordon climbs onto the ring apron, and then onto the top of the turnbuckle, where he perches himself, staring down at Brandon, who is slowly getting to his feet. Gordon waits until Brandon is standing up, before jumping off of the turnbuckle and flipping into the air. Gordon lands on Brandon’s shoulders, locks his legs around Brandon’s head, and then flips backwards again. Gordon lands the successful flying dragonrana, causing Brandon’s head to spike on the floor outside of the ring. Gordon gets to his feet and walks over to the crowd barrier. Gordon climbs onto the crowd barrier and balances on it. Gordon jumps off and looks to land a knee drop across Brandon’s chest. Brandon rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Gordon to smash his knee onto the floor.
Tom Foolery After a fantastic dragonrana by Gordon, Brandon manages to buy himself some time to recover with that
Calvin Jones Brandon is an expert at picking the exact right moments to avoid a strike. Years of experience in that ring as well as mixed martial arts fighting
Brandon gets to his feet and walks over to Gordon. Brandon grabs Gordon’s leg and lifts it into the air, before throwing it down to the floor, causing Gordon’s already hurt knee to hit first. Gordon yells in pain as Brandon does the same thing again. Brandon goes to do it a third time, but Gordon manages to twist around and kick Brandon away from him. Gordon turns around and gets to his feet, but Brandon immediately dives down and takes Gordon out with a chopblock to the back of Gordon’s knee. Gordon tumbles to the ground as Brandon immediately follows him and attempts to lock in a knee bar. Gordon manages to kick Brandon away from him. Gordon slowly scrambles back to his feet and moves towards Brandon, throwing a right hook. Brandon drops to his knees and throws a stiff jab to Gordon’s midsection. Brandon immediately powers forward, wrapping his arms around Gordon’s waist, and rag-doll tosses Gordon into the crowd barrier.
Tom Foolery Good lord, look at the strength shown there by Brandon, he just tossed Gordon like he was a mannequin in a cheap suit!
Calvin Jones While Gordon would have a big speed advantage in this match, Brandon is clearly the much stronger of the two men, and he’s showing it right there
Brandon grabs Gordon and lifts him onto his shoulder. Brandon runs and drives Gordon back-first into the corner of the ring. Gordon tries to escape, but Brandon takes a few steps back and rams Gordon once more. Brandon releases Gordon for a moment before hooking his head. Gordon fights it, but Brandon still manages to lift Gordon up into the air and drop him backwards, landing a big suplex on the ring floor. Brandon stands up and grabs Gordon by the head, bringing him to his feet. Brandon locks Gordon into a full nelson hold, shaking Gordon around to prove that Gordon cannot break out of it. As Gordon tries to fight the hold, Brandon suddenly lifts Gordon into the air and smashes him down with a full nelson slam.
Tom Foolery Now that’s what I call a full-nelson slam
Calvin Jones Gordon needs to get back to his type of match. Fast paced, constantly pushing the action. If he lets Brandon manhandle him like this for too long, it’s as good as done
Brandon drops down and goes to cover Gordon, who kicks out after just a one count. Brandon stands back up and grabs Gordon, lifting him to his feet. Brandon kicks Gordon in the stomach and drags him over to the steel steps. Brandon throws Gordon hard into the steps, causing Gordon to fall to the ground and slump up against the steps. Brandon smirks and takes a few steps back. Brandon runs and looks to spear Gordon into the steps. Gordon quickly falls out of the way, and Brandon smashes shoulder first into the steel steps. The top layer of steps fall away as Brandon rolls on top of the bottom layer, holding his shoulder. Gordon slowly gets to his feet and stomps on Brandon repeatedly. Gordon grabs Brandon and picks him up. Gordon rolls Brandon into the ring, and then slides in himself. As Brandon gets to his feet, Gordon runs at Brandon and spears him hard. Gordon immediately goes for the pin.
Tom Foolery A Fury Impaler in the middle of the ring by Gordon! ONE
TW-
KICKOUT!
Calvin Jones In a match this big, you better believe that it’s going to take a lot more than that to keep Brandon down for three.
Brandon throws Gordon off of him and stands back up to his feet. Gordon runs at Brandon and grabs onto his head. Gordon quickly trips Brandon and falls backwards, delivering a DDT. Brandon rolls onto his back as Gordon immediately stands up and runs towards the corner of the ring. Gordon climbs onto the top rope and jumps off, delivering an elbow drop to the chest of Brandon. Gordon immediately rolls over and tries to lock in an armbar on Brandon, who easily blocks it and rolls over. Gordon punches Brandon in the face a few times, before standing back up to his feet. As Brandon gets up, Gordon runs at him and kicks him hard in the stomach, sending Brandon right back down to the ground. Gordon sits on Brandon’s back and wraps Brandon’s legs between his legs. Gordon reaches up and wraps his arms around Brandon’s face, trying to make him submit with this camel clutch. Brandon manages to get his arms free and break Gordon’s grip on his head.
Tom Foolery Brandon breaks out of that hold, but look at how Gordon has taken back momentum in this match
Calvin Jones Back and forth they go, it seems like neither man is getting any kind of clear advantage here
Brandon gets to his feet as Gordon runs and delivers a series of quick jabs and knee strikes to Brandon, sending him stumbling backwards on the defensive. Gordon grabs Brandon by the head and looks to hit yet another DDT. But this time Brandon avoids the trip by Gordon, and instead flips and delivers a huge ranhei. Brandon holds onto Gordon’s leg as the referee drops down to count the pin.
Tom Foolery Brandon hits the Sunshine and rolls through to pin Gordon!
ONE
TWO
KICKOUT!
Gordon powers out of the leveraged pin attempt by Brandon and gets back to his feet. Gordon grabs onto Brandon, who pushes Gordon away from him. Brandon runs and delivers a flying knee to the chest of Gordon, knocking him backwards into the ropes. Brandon grabs Gordon’s head and springboards off of the second rope, flipping in the air and slamming Gordon face-first into the mat. Brandon crawls over to Gordon and yet again twists his arm around, looking for an armbar submission. Gordon rolls over once more, but this time Brandon is expecting it. Brandon throws his legs up and gets Gordon into a triangle choke. It’s not quite locked in as Gordon struggles to prevent it. Brandon tries with all his might to lock it in on Gordon, who slowly moves towards the ropes. Gordon grabs the ropes and uses them to pull himself over the bottom rope and out of the ring, causing Brandon to release the hold.
Tom Foolery Gordon escapes that hold thankfully, otherwise we could have had an early end to a stupendous match
Calvin Jones Now that was a show of brains by Gordon. In this match, there are essentially no rules, which means no rope breaks. Gordon knows that, and instead of waiting for the ref to break the hold, he used the ropes to pull himself out of the ring, actually forcing Brandon to release it. Incredible smarts.
Gordon takes a minute to regain himself before sliding back into the ring. Immediately he’s hit with stomps and kicks from Brandon, who doesn’t give Gordon even a second to breath. Gordon eventually fights his way back to his feet, where he manages to land a few good shots to the head of Brandon, sending him stumbling backwards. Gordon runs at Brandon and looks to deliver a spear. But Brandon flips overtop of Gordon, grabbing him on the way, and spikes Gordon onto his head with a flip piledriver out of nowhere! Brandon immediately crawls over and looks to pin Gordon, as the referee counts.
Tom Foolery Click Click Boom by Brandon! ONE
TWO
TH-
KICKOUT!
Calvin Jones So close but Gordon avoids losing the first fall after that move
Brandon grabs Gordon and lifts him up to his feet. Brandon immediately lands a stiff uppercut to the jaw of Gordon. Brandon takes a step back and delivers a massive high kick to Gordon’s head, rocking him. Brandon immediately pounces and tackles Gordon, dragging him to the ground. Brandon begins to throw wild hammerfists and elbows, trying to destroy the face of Gordon, who is blocking most of the shots. Brandon then turns his attention to delivering big knees to the ribs of Gordon, who tries to escape from the bottom position. Brandon stands up and allows Gordon to slowly do the same. Brandon goes to hit a big suplex on Gordon, who out of nowhere grabs Brandon and delivers an inverted single knee facebreaker to the back of Brandon’s neck. Gordon drops down and goes for the cover himself.
Tom Foolery The Dread Spike connects! Both men trading finishers here ONE
TWO
TH-
KICKOUT!
Calvin Jones Brandon lives to fight another day! That was close
Brandon manages to kick out of the pin. Gordon gets back to his feet and waits for Brandon to stand up. When he does, Gordon runs at Brandon and goes for a spear. Brandon manages to vault overtop of the oncoming Gordon. As Brandon lands on his feet, he turns around to see what happened. Brandon is immediately hit with a jumping back heel kick by Gordon, who had stopped himself from crashing into the corner. Gordon grabs the back of Brandon’s head and immediately begins to deliver knee after knee to the face of Brandon, who desperately tries to escape Gordon’s grip. Eventually they hit the ropes and Brandon shoves Gordon off of him. Brandon runs at Gordon in a clothesline attempt, but Gordon ducks underneath it. As Brandon turns around, Gordon jumps and dropkicks Brandon in the knee, taking him down to the mat. Gordon runs and jumps into the air, double foot stomping across Brandon’s chest.
Tom Foolery Huge stomp by Gordon, he’s in total control of Brandon right now
Calvin Jones He needs to take advantage of that fast. The longer he waits the more chance he gives Brandon to fight back into this match.
Gordon grabs Brandon and directed him up to his feet. Gordon throws an uppercut and then a right hook, staggering Brandon. Gordon runs and springboards off of the second rope and delivers a shining wizard to Brandon, knocking him down to one knee. Gordon gets back to his feet and delivers a big buzzsaw kick to Brandon’s head, knocking him to the mat. Gordon picks Brandon up to his feet and twists him around, before hitting a reverse falcon arrow into a knee to Brandon’s face. Brandon falls to the mat hard. Gordon goes towards Brandon and rolls him up for the pin. As Brandon struggles to escape, Gordon reaches out and grabs onto the ropes for extra leverage as the referee counts.
Tom Foolery Skyfall Guillotine from Gordon! Surely this must be all he needs for that first pinfall
Calvin Jones And look at Gordon getting his legs on the ropes for extra leverage! It’s all legal here! ONE
TWO
THREE!
The referee holds his fingers up as Brandon manages to break out of the pin but too late.
Heather Thompson Ladies and gentlemen, Gordon Fury has won the first fall in this match!
Tom Foolery Success! Gordon leads one to nothing!
Gordon releases Brandon and rolls out of the way. Brandon slowly gets up and yells at the referee, even though there was nothing he could have done. As Brandon is busy yelling at the referee, Gordon runs and dropkicks Brandon in the back, sending him tumbling over the top rope and outside the ring. Gordon slides out of the ring and follows Brandon, who is crawling towards the timekeepers booth. Brandon reaches for a steel chair, and just gets his hands on one as Gordon grabs him by the leg. As Gordon drags Brandon back out towards the ring floor, Brandon spins around and jabs Gordon in the stomach with the steel chair. Gordon releases Brandon and stumbles backwards. Brandon gets to his feet and walks over to Gordon. Brandon rears the chair back and smashes it hard into Gordon’s back, causing him to fall onto his hands and knees.
Tom Foolery After that pin, Brandon has thrown all of his strategy out the window!
Calvin Jones After Gordon pulled off a usually illegal move, Brandon decided to go for broke, and bring a chair into the match. And it’s definitely working in his favor!
Brandon takes a few steps back and runs at Gordon, kicking him hard in the stomach and knocking him onto his back. Brandon opens the chair and places it around Gordon’s head, before closing it. Brandon walks over to the announcers table and stands up on top of it. Brandon runs and jumps off of it, looking to stomp on the steel chair that’s wrapped around Gordon’s head. Gordon manages to move in the nick of time as Brandon lands on his feet. Gordon picks up the chair and turns around. Brandon runs at Gordon and spears the steel chair that Gordon is holding near his waist, smashing it into Gordon and sending both men into the crowd barrier and actually knocking it right over.
Tom Foolery Fury Impaler through the crowd barrier! Hot pot of coffee that was something else!
Calvin Jones It takes a lot of force to knock those over. I’m amazed that both men are going to be able to get up after that one
The two men lay in the crowd as security moves in to make sure that none of the fans try to get involved. Both Gordon and Brandon slowly get to their feet at the same time, and begin to trade punches as they walk up the stairs. Brandon ducks underneath a punch thrown by Gordon and kicks him in the side. Brandon grabs Gordon’s head and smashes it hard into the railing on the staircase. Gordon stumbles around as Brandon grabs him and throws him into the railing, causing Gordon to hit it and flip over-top of it, landing on the staircase on the other side of the railing. Brandon steps over and grabs Gordon in a headlock, dragging him up the ramp and towards one of the tunnels to the concourse. Gordon struggles and tries to escape the hold, but Brandon manages to hold onto it. The two men reach the top of the stairs and begin to walk down the concourse. Gordon suddenly stops and manages to break free of Brandon’s headlock. Gordon wraps Brandon’s head up with his rams and delivers a big Russian leg sweep onto the floor.
Tom Foolery Did you see Brandon’s head bounce off that floor!?
Calvin Jones I saw it, but I’m not sure I believe it!
Brandon’s head bounces off of the floor and he rolls over onto his stomach, holding his head in pain. Gordon gets to his feet and grabs Brandon, lifting him to his feet. Brandon throws a punch but Gordon ducks underneath it. Gordon grabs Brandon and throws him down the rest of the tunnel. As Brandon slowly himself down and turns around, he’s hit with a huge spear from Gordon. Brandon rolls around on the ground holding his stomach as Gordon stands up to his feet. Gordon walks over to Brandon and stomps on his head. Gordon stomps on Brandon’s arm, and then his legs, and then his other arm. Gordon then drops an elbow onto the chest of Brandon. Gordon stands up and delivers another elbow drop. Gordon once again stands up, and completes the trifecta of elbow drops. Gordon stands up as Brandon rolls onto his stomach and gets to his hands and knees. Gordon runs and goes to punt kick Brandon in the skull, but Brandon just manages to get out of the way and avoid the kick.
Tom Foolery Gordon just tried to kick Brandon’s head right off of his shoulders! Brandon’s not a soccer ball Gordon, show some respect
Calvin Jones He’s just trying to win this match Tom, and he’ll do whatever it takes!
Gordon turns around just in time for Brandon to tackle him and drive him full force into the wall. Gordon tries to escape as Brandon continuously drives his shoulder into Gordon’s stomach. Gordon drives his elbow in the back of Brandon, who eventually releases Gordon from the wall. Gordon runs and tries to deliver a drive by knee to Brandon’s head as he’s bent over, but Brandon catches Gordon’s knee in mid-air and swings him around by the leg, throwing Gordon over a merchandise stand and smashing through the wall of t-shirts and other clothes behind the stand. Brandon walks over to and climbed over the merchandise table. Brandon reaches down and grabs Gordon and lifts him up. Brandon positions Gordon in front of the table. Brandon sets up for a flip piledriver, but with his head between Brandon’s legs, Gordon powers up, sending Brandon flipping over top of him and landing on the table. Brandon hits the table hard, but it doesn’t break.
Tom Foolery Brandon lands hard on that table, but it holds strong
Calvin Jones Those tables are built pretty sturdy, it would take a lot of force to break one of those
Gordon looks behind him and sees Brandon lying on the table. Gordon climbs up onto the table and grabs Brandon by the head. Gordon lifts Brandon up to his feet and goes to pick him up. Brandon knees Gordon in the stomach a few times, causing Gordon to release Brandon. As he does so, Brandon ducks down and grabs a hold of Gordon, lifting Gordon onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry. Brandon throws Gordon off of his shoulders, holding onto his head, and drops down, delivering an F-5 to Gordon that sends him smashing right through the table. Both men lie in the wreckage that was once the merchandise table.
Tom Foolery It seems that that was the amount of force that you were talking about
Calvin Jones That was a vicious F-5 from Brandon. One of his signature moves. Now can he take advantage of a clearly injured Gordon and tie up the match?
Brandon slowly gets to his feet and shakes his head, trying to get rid of all the cobwebs. Brandon grabs Gordon and drags him up to his feet. Brandon throws Gordon across the concourse, Gordon stumbling and falling to the ground. Brandon runs and slide tackle kicks Gordon in the side. Brandon gets up and drags Gordon by the foot over towards a group of fans. Brandon picks Gordon up and tries to grab onto his head, but Gordon shoves Brandon out of the way and walks towards the fans, trying to escape through them. Brandon shakes his head and grabs Gordon and spins him around. Gordon tosses a cup of beer that he grabbed from a fan right into Brandon’s face. As Brandon covers his face and tries to wipe the beer out of his eyes, Gordon jumps up and delivers a spinning back heel kick, knocking Brandon backwards into the concession booth counter. Brandon holds onto the counter for support so that he doesn’t fall down. Gordon gets to his feet and runs at Brandon, jumping and hitting a jumping leg lariat on Brandon, driving the back of his head into the concession booth counter.
Tom Foolery Gordon is regaining some momentum back in this match. That was a vicious leg lariat as Brandon was pressed up against that hard counter
Calvin Jones His head got sandwiched there, Brandon’s definitely losing some brain cells
Gordon grabs Brandon and drags him towards the escalator. Gordon goes to throw Brandon onto the moving handle belt, but Brandon manages to fight out of Gordon’s grip. Brandon uses his strength to overpower Gordon and shove him backwards onto the escalator. Gordon falls onto the escalator belt and slowly is moved down towards the main level, as Brandon stands on top of the escalator catching his breath. As Gordon reaches the bottom, he gets off the escalator and begins to stumble away. Brandon sees this and climbs onto the escalator. Brandon runs as fast as he can down the elevated middle partition of the escalator. As he reaches the bottom, Brandon leaps into the air towards Gordon, who turns around just in time to get taken down to the ground with Brandon’s suicide dive. Both men lay on the floor as security continues to hold off anyone from getting too close to the wrestlers.
Tom Foolery A suicide dive off of the escalator! Look out below says Brandon
Calvin Jones These two men are taking this fight throughout the entire Yankee stadium. This is something else!
Brandon eventually began to get to his feet as Gordon slowly starts to crawl away. Brandon limps towards Gordon and grabs him by the head. Brandon puts Gordon in a headlock and begins to walk with him towards a big door. Brandon tosses Gordon into the door, and Gordon flies right through it and falls onto the concrete ground. Brandon walks out the door into the parking lot as Gordon slowly gets to his feet. Brandon runs at Gordon and wraps him up at the waist. Gordon desperately tries to hold his ground, trying to not let Brandon lift him up in the air. Brandon releases Gordon and lands some big knees to the chest and stomach of Gordon, before dropping down and attempting to pick Gordon up again. This time Brandon is successful and lifts Gordon up onto his shoulder. Brandon runs and slams Gordon down back-first onto the hood of a car, denting it with the force of the slam.
Tom Foolery Great scott, these two men have gotten into the neighbouring parking lot!
Calvin Jones Look at the dent in that car that Gordon’s body caused. He’ll be feeling that one for a while
Brandon grabs Gordon and lifts him off of the car hood. Brandon gets Gordon’s head between his legs and then lifts Gordon up onto his shoulders. Brandon goes to powerbomb Gordon onto the car, but Gordon manages to vault over Brandon’s head just before he is slammed down. Gordon lands on his feet behind Brandon and spins around, as Brandon turns around to look for Gordon. Brandon tries to grab onto Gordon, but eats a left hook for his troubles. Gordon runs at Brandon and dives for his waist. Gordon wraps his arms around the waist of Brandon, and this time it’s Gordon’s turn to lift Brandon up into the air and powerslam him down onto the car.
Tom Foolery But now it’s Gordon who gets to slam Brandon down onto the hood of that poor car
Calvin Jones Can we just stop and appreciate the punishment that these two men are putting each other through in the name of the IWF Championship? It’s truly phenomenal
Gordon catches his breath as Brandon slowly rolls off of the damaged car hood and onto the concrete floor. Brandon slowly begins to crawl away as Gordon sees what is happening. Gordon follows Brandon and grabs onto him. Brandon surprises Gordon with a back elbow and then a headbutt. Brandon grabs Gordon and scoops him up in the air before powerslamming him back onto the ground. Brandon jumps up in the air and delivers a knee drop to the face of Gordon. Brandon stands up and stomps on the chest of Gordon a few times. Brandon walks over to one of the cars and rolls the window all the way up on the door. Brandon walks back towards Gordon and picks him up. Brandon tries to whip Gordon headfirst into the glass window of the car, but Gordon manages to block it. Gordon instead uses Brandon’s momentum to whip him into the metal door frame of the car. Brandon hits the car and bounces off of it. Gordon grabs Brandon from behind and lifts Brandon up for a reverse falcon arrow. As Brandon falls to the ground, Gordon gets his knee up and drives it into Brandon’s face. Brandon falls to the ground as Gordon drops down and goes to cover him.
Tom Foolery Skyfall Guillotine!
Calvin Jones Gordon is going to retain his championship! ONE
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Tom Foolery No!
Brandon just manages to kick out in time. Gordon smashes his fists on the ground and looks at the referee, who holds up two fingers. Gordon gets up and looks down at Brandon, who is barely moving. Gordon begins to walk away off camera, as the shot stays focused on Brandon. Eventually Brandon begins to stand up, and looks around for Gordon. A car is heard starting as Brandon turns around. Gordon drives a car as fast as he can towards Brandon, who just manages to jump up and roll off of the car windshield, over top of the car, and land on the ground. Gordon crashes the car into another one, and gets out slowly, looking back at Brandon. Gordon walks towards Brandon, who is crawling towards a door. Gordon goes to grab onto Brandon, but instead Brandon pulls Gordon down into a gogoplata submission hold. Gordon desperately tries to fight the hold, but Brandon puts as much pressure as he can on it. Gordon reaches out in one last desperation move and grabs a garbage can that’s near the door. Gordon throws the garbage can on top of Brandon, causing him to release the hold.
Tom Foolery Gordon manages to escape at the last minute, he looked like he might lose it there
Calvin Jones I think you’re missing the fact that Gordon just HIT BRANDON WITH A CAR! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! AND HE STILL MANAGES TO LOCK IN A SUBMISSION.
Brandon slowly rolls to his feet as Gordon holds his throat, coughing. Brandon grabs the trashcan and empties it onto the ground. Brandon runs and kicks Gordon in the knee, before taking the garbage can and smashing it down on top of Gordon, so that it covers most of his body. Before Gordon has a chance to get the garbage can off of him, Brandon jumps up and dropkicks the trashcan, knocking Gordon to the ground hard. Gordon throws the trashcan off of his body and rolls around on the ground in pain. Brandon walks over and grabs the garbage can and then walks back towards Gordon. As Gordon gets to his hands and knees, Brandon smashes the trashcan into Gordon’s spine. Gordon falls to the ground and tries to get up again, but once more Brandon smashes it into Gordon’s back. Brandon tosses the garbage can away and picks Gordon up to his feet. Brandon drags Gordon over to a truck and smashes his head into it. Brandon walks over to the back of the truck and opens it, smashing the door into the body of Gordon and knocking him to the ground. Brandon looks inside the truck and sees a bunch of ladders all piled inside.
Tom Foolery Why in the name of a bottle of scotch do we have a truck full of ladders in the parking lot?
Calvin Jones For the earlier ladder match of course! Better to have extra ladders than not enough
Brandon grabs a ladder from the truck and pulls it out and throws it onto the ground. Brandon grabs another fifteen foot ladder and sets it up near the truck. Brandon grabs the other ladder and holds it across his chest. Brandon sees Gordon getting to his feet, and runs at him, with the full intention of smashing the ladder across Gordon’s face. Gordon at the last second dives down and clips Brandon at the knees, causing Brandon to flip over-top of Gordon and land head-first onto his own ladder. Brandon rolls off of the ladder and holds his face in pain as blood slowly begins to drip out of a cut on his forehead. Gordon stands up and walks over to the ladder, picking it up and then walking back towards Brandon. Gordon lifts the ladder up over his head, before throwing it down on top of Brandon. Gordon picks the ladder up again and throws it on Brandon one more time. Gordon grabs the end of the ladder and places Brandon’s knee on top of one side of the ladder. Gordon lifts the other side up, before throwing it down with all his force. Brandon yells in pain as his knee is sandwiched between the two sides of the ladder.
Tom Foolery A crippling blow to Brandon’s knee, that’s going to play a factor in this match
Calvin Jones Brandon injured his ACL two years ago in a match with Chuck Matthews, and ever since, opponents have tried their hardest to target it. Gordon’s been successful tonight
Brandon rolls around clutching his knee as Gordon stands up. Gordon walks over to Brandon and stomps his knee a few times. Gordon then jumps and leg drops Brandon’s head. Gordon stands back up and walks over to the big ladder that Brandon had set up. Gordon begins to climb the ladder, until he reaches the top. Gordon looks down at Brandon, who is slowly getting to his feet. Gordon waits until Brandon is standing, before jumping off of the ladder. Gordon lands on Brandon’s shoulders and hooks his feet around Brandon’s head, going for the hurricanrana. Brandon somehow manages to break Gordon’s foot grip, before powerbombing Gordon down onto the ladder. Gordon immediately rolls around on the ground clutching his back as Brandon drops down to a knee, trying to catch his breath. Gordon slowly gets to his feet, still holding his back. Gordon sees Brandon still on his knee and walks over to him. Gordon grabs Brandon and twists him around, looking to hit his reverse falcon arrow. But Brandon backflips over Gordon, grabbing his head and delivering his own sonjay cutter to Gordon. Brandon immediately drops down and hooks the leg of Gordon.
Tom Foolery Brandon hits the Cut ‘Em Down! This could be the tying pin for Brandon! ONE
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Calvin Jones It’s not quite enough! How in the world did Gordon kick out of that one?
Brandon gets up and grabs Gordon by the arm, dragging him over to a car. Brandon opens the door of the car and smashes it into Gordon’s head. Brandon grabs Gordon and drags him over to the doorway. Brandon sits Gordon up against the car, so that his head is resting inside the car. Brandon goes and grabs the car door and slams it shut as hard as he can. Luckily Gordon manages to duck down and just narrowly avoid getting his head crushed by the car door. Brandon kicks Gordon in the ribs a few times as Gordon crawls towards the door that leads backstage. Brandon watches Gordon crawl away, and then looks at the car beside him. Brandon turns around and looks at the doors to the outside of the arena. Brandon looks back and forth between Gordon and the doors. Finally Brandon shakes his head and walks back towards Gordon. Brandon grabs Gordon and launches him through the doorway into the backstage area.
Tom Foolery Brandon was looking at the door, as if thinking about making an escape, but decides against it and returns back to Gordon
Calvin Jones That shows serious dedication to this match. Remember, Brandon is going to be arrested after this match. He had a chance to escape and attempt to run away, but he would rather finish this match like a man. As hard as it is, you have to respect him for that
Brandon follows Gordon through the doors and walks backstage. Gordon is on his feet now, walking towards the opposite wall. Brandon grabs the fire extinguisher off of the wall beside him and walks back towards Gordon. Brandon turns on the fire extinguisher and sprays it all over Gordon’s face. Brandon then takes the extinguisher and smashes it hard into the stomach of Gordon. Brandon lifts the extinguisher up in the air and smashes it hard into the back of Gordon, sending him down to the ground. Brandon reaches down and lifts Gordon up to his feet. Brandon looks to lift Gordon up in the air, but Gordon reaches out and pokes Brandon in the eyes. Brandon lets go of Gordon, who immediately begins walking away, towards a big three-level construction scaffolding set in the hallway. Brandon finally opens his eyes and sees Gordon walking towards the scaffolding and begins to follow.
Tom Foolery I hope that Gordon is not thinking of going anywhere near that scaffolding
Calvin Jones Oh I think he is Tom. We’re in for a treat here
Gordon gets to the scaffolding and begins to climb up to the top level. Brandon eventually makes it to the scaffolding as well and begins to climb it himself. Gordon reaches the top of the scaffolding and walks to the other side, waiting for Brandon to arrive. Once Brandon gets to the top and stands up, Gordon runs at Brandon, throwing wild punches. Brandon dodges most of them, but Gordon manages to get his hands behind Brandon’s head and get the muay thai clinch. Gordon begins to deliver big knees to the skull of Brandon, who tries to block them. Brandon overpowers Gordon and gets his own clinch on Gordon, and begins to throw his own knees. Gordon grabs Brandon’s legs, trying to stop the onslaught of knees. Brandon grabs Gordon and lifts him up for a falling forward side slam, but Gordon manages to hook Brandon’s head on the way down and deliver a huge impact DDT that sends both men crashing through the wooden floor of the scaffolding. Gordon and Brandon break through all three levels of the scaffolding as they fall, before finally hitting the floor hard.
Tom Foolery By mine own mustache, look at the carnage!
Calvin Jones DDT through all three levels of that scaffolding! Look at all the broken pieces of wood surrounding the two warriors. Did I really just see that?
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Neither man moves for a few minutes after that impact. The referee checks on both men, who are lying in a pile of wooden wreckage. A large group of IWF superstars walks over to look at the two men. Gordon begins to stir and slowly pulls himself to his feet. Brandon eventually does the same and the two men meet up in the middle of a circle made by the IWF superstars watching. Brandon and Gordon tie up and try throwing punches and elbows, but most of the shots are blocked. They separate, and Brandon runs at Gordon, looking to deliver a high knee. It connects to Gordon’s chest and sends Gordon stumbling backwards. Brandon runs at him and jumps up again, but this time Gordon dodges the flying knee. As Brandon lands and turns around, he’s hit by a spinning back fist thrown by Gordon. Brandon falls backwards as Gordon pounces, throwing big hooks that Brandon can’t block. Gordon pressures Brandon, who is forced to pull guard and force Gordon to stop punching. Brandon reaches up and manages to hook in a choke on Gordon, who accidentally put himself in a vulnerable position with his continued punches.
Tom Foolery Brandon has that choke locked in deep, Gordon needs to do something quick, or else he’s out
Calvin Jones Again, Gordon left himself vulnerable for only a second, and Brandon took advantage. Even after taking this kind of beating, Brandon still has the wherewithal to pull that choke off
Gordon gets to his feet as Brandon continues to hold the choke in, his legs wrapped tightly around Gordon to prevent Gordon from escaping. Gordon starts to run at a wall, but Brandon releases his legs and lands on his feet, still holding Gordon in a choke however. Brandon uses Gordon’s momentum to trip him and deliver a DDT onto the floor. Gordon’s head bounces off of the floor and he rolls onto his back. Brandon crawls over and covers Gordon, looking to even up the fall count. The referee drops down and begins to count. ONE
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Tom Foolery Even after the choke, and a huge DDT onto the concrete floor, Brandon still cannot put Gordon away!
Calvin Jones That’s the champion desire right there Tom. Anyone doubting that Gordon Fury was championship material can eat their words after this match, win or lose.
Brandon gets up to his feet and grabs Gordon, throwing him out towards the stage entrance, which they had walked over to. The IWF Superstars watch closely but don’t go out onto the stage as Brandon kicks Gordon out to where all the fans can see him. Brandon turns around and looks at all of the IWF wrestlers, who slowly back away from him, looking afraid. Brandon cracks a grin and waves goodbye to all of them, as he quickly walks out onto the ramp after seeing SWAT team members approaching from a distance. Brandon walks onto the stage as he looks around for Gordon. Suddenly Gordon appears behind Brandon and yells at him. Brandon turns around as Gordon runs and jumps at Brandon, corkscrewing in the air and delivering an elbow smash to the head of Brandon, knocking him to the ground. Gordon gets to his feet as Brandon slowly does the same. Gordon grabs Brandon and lifts him up in the air, before delivering an inverted single knee facebreaker to the back of Brandon’s neck. Gordon drops down and goes to cover Brandon, as the referee follow Gordon to the ground.
Tom Foolery Dread Spike! It’s all over! ONE
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KICKOUT!
Calvin Jones Not for Brandon Macdonald it’s not!
Gordon slams his fists into the stage and looks at the referee, who holds his ground. Gordon stands up frustrated and walks a few steps away from Brandon. Gordon motions for Brandon to get to his feet. Brandon slowly gets to his hands and knees, before falling back down again and looking over at Gordon. Brandon slowly begins to stand again as Gordon motions for the crowd to cheer. They respond as Gordon begins to clap while Brandon gets to his feet. As Brandon turns around, Gordon begins to run at Brandon, lowering himself for a giant spear. But just before Gordon connects with the tackle, Brandon delivers one of the hardest knee shots ever witnessed, connecting directly with the skull of Gordon and sending him crumpling to the stage. Brandon drops to his knees, rolls Gordon over, and covers him. The referee drops down and counts.
Tom Foolery By god did you see that knee!?
Calvin Jones Gordon is completely out cold. I have never seen such a vicious knee in my entire life. I’m surprised Gordon’s skull didn’t just cave in.
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The referee waves his hands as the bell rings and Heather Thompson speaks to the crowd.
Heather Thompson Ladies and gentlemen, Brandon Macdonald is the winner of the second pinfall.
Tom Foolery Next pinfall wins!
Calvin Jones And here comes the SWAT team
Brandon stands up and looks down at Gordon. Brandon reaches down and pulls Gordon to his feet and lifts Gordon up onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry. Brandon walks down to the ring, as suddenly about thirty SWAT team members in full tactical gear walk out from backstage and begin to walk down the ramp and stand around the crowd barriers. FBI and DEA agents walk down the ramp and stand there, clearly wanting to make sure that Brandon does not get another chance to escape. Brandon throws Gordon into the ring and then turns around and grins at one of the FBI agents. Brandon then slides back into the ring and crawls over to Gordon. Brandon hooks Gordon’s leg as the referee drops down to count what could be the final pin.
Tom Foolery Gordon is still, out, we might have a new champion here! ONE
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Calvin Jones I can’t believe it!
Gordon kicks out of the pin, wiping the grin off of Brandon’s face as he looks down at Gordon in shock. Brandon drops down and immediately covers Gordon again, but again Gordon kicks out after two. Brandon grows frustrated and grabs Gordon by the head and lifts him up onto his feet. Brandon kicks Gordon in the stomach and positions Gordon between his legs. Brandon prepares to hit a flip piledriver but as he jumps, Gordon manages to power through and send Brandon flipping over top of him. Brandon lands on the mat hard as Gordon stumbles to the ropes and holds on to regain his balance. Brandon slowly gets to his feet and runs at Gordon, who suddenly jumps up and knocks Brandon back to the mat with a dropkick. Brandon gets to his feet and Gordon again takes him down with a dropkick. Brandon stands up once more, and yet again, Gordon delivers a final dropkick that sends Brandon rolling across the ring.
Tom Foolery How is Gordon even standing up right now, let alone taking the fight to Brandon? This is a truly incredible sight that we’re witnessing tonight
Calvin Jones Match of the year, and we’re not even done yet!
Gordon slowly gets to his feet and walks over to Brandon, lifting him up. Brandon immediately grabs onto Gordon and goes to lift him up in the air. But once Brandon has Gordon on his shoulder, Gordon reaches over and grabs the top rope. Brandon runs to slam Gordon, but Gordon’s grip on the rope causing Brandon to release him. Gordon lands on his feet behind Brandon, who turns around. As Brandon turns around, Gordon jumps and delivers a huge head kick that connects directly with Brandon’s jaw, knocking him flat to the mat. Gordon falls to a knee for a moment before standing up and walking in front of Brandon. Gordon waits for Brandon to get to his knees, and when he does, Gordon runs and jumps, delivering a huge enzuguiri, knocking Brandon back down to the mat. Gordon stands back up as the crowd cheers loudly in support of Gordon.
Tom Foolery The crowd is clearly behind Gordon in this match
Calvin Jones I think the sight of the SWAT team reminded them of the horrific acts Brandon has been accused of, and made them remember that they didn’t want to be seen cheering for him
Gordon walks slowly over to Brandon and lifts him to his feet. Gordon grabs Brandon by the arm and whips him across the ring. Brandon rebounds off of the ropes and runs at Gordon, who vaults over top of him. Brandon goes to rebound off of the ropes again, but instead grabs onto them, and safely flips himself over the top rope and onto the outside floor, to catch his breath. Gordon sees this and looks around for a moment, as the crowd cheers him on. Gordon runs and vaults over the top rope, backflipping through the air, landing on Brandon’s head and hooking it down for a gigantic impact DDT. Brandon’s head bounces off of the floor as Gordon hits the ground and rolls away. Brandon is motionless as Gordon slowly gets to his feet, the crowd cheering him on loudly.
Tom Foolery Gordon is in complete control of this match. All he has to do is pin Brandon and he’ll retain the IWF Championship and prove all the doubters wrong!
Calvin Jones I wasn’t sure if Gordon could pull this off, but now I’m more convinced than ever. He’s turned me into a believer.
Gordon walks over to Brandon and grabs him by the arm and guides him up to his feet. Gordon whips Brandon hard into the crowd barrier near the announcer’s table, as the SWAT team officers move out of the way. They seem content to let the match go however it goes, so long as they get Brandon afterwards. Gordon follow Brandon, who is slumped up on the crowd barrier. Gordon drives his knee into Brandon’s head three times, before lifting Brandon up and dragging him by the head towards the announcers table. Gordon grabs the back of Brandon’s head and slams it down into the edge of the announcers table. Gordon repeats the head slamming a few times, before Brandon gets his arms up and blocks it. Brandon elbows Gordon in the head, causing Gordon to take a few steps back. As Brandon turns around, Gordon immediately dropkicks Brandon in the chest, knocking him backwards onto the announcers table.
Tom Foolery Brandon attempts to get away from Gordon, but no dice
Calvin Jones Gordon is swarming him, not even giving Brandon a chance to breath
Brandon slowly gets to his feet as Gordon climbs onto the announcers table beside him. Both men stare each other down, standing on the Spanish announcers table. Brandon spreads his arms wide as Gordon stares at him. Brandon looks at Gordon and slaps him in the face. Gordon immediately unleashes with punches to the head and body of Brandon, trying to punish him for the slap. Brandon manages to get a grip around the waist of Gordon and goes to lift him up in the air, but Gordon finally manages to block one of Brandon’s takedowns. Gordon elbows the back of Brandon’s head multiple times, causing Brandon to release his grip on Gordon’s waist. Gordon gets Brandon’s head between his legs and grabs onto the back of Brandon’s fight trunks. Gordon drops backwards, piledriving Brandon onto the table, which holds firm.
Tom Foolery Piledriver on our neighbour’s announce table. I’d be surprised if Brandon didn’t shrink a few inches after that one
Calvin Jones Gordon hasn’t been known to throw a piledriver often, but in a match like this, you do whatever it takes to win.
Gordon rolls off of the table and looks at Brandon, who is lying motionless on his back in the middle of the table. Gordon grins and walks back towards the ring. Gordon slides into the ring and begins to climb the turnbuckle. Gordon perches himself on the top rope, as the crowd cheers him on loudly. Gordon takes a deep breath and then launches himself off of the top of the turnbuckle, backflipping through the air, and connecting with a moonsault on Brandon. The force of the moonsault sends Brandon crashing through the announce table, as Gordon crashes down on top of him. Neither men move as the referee checks on both of them. The crowd cheers as Gordon slowly rolls over and pulls himself on top of Brandon and hooks his leg. The referee drops down for what will surely be the winning pinfall.
Tom Foolery I CAN’T BELIEVE WHAT I’VE JUST WITNESSED HERE
Calvin Jones The referee just needs to make the count and Gordon will retain the championship! ONE
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KICKOUT.
Tom Foolery IMPOSSIBLE!
Calvin Jones THIS MATCH CONTINUES
Magically, Brandon is able to lift his shoulder off of the ground! Gordon falls beside Brandon, in disbelief that Brandon was able to kick out of that. Gordon slowly gets to his feet and grabs Brandon, lifting him up to his feet. Gordon whips Brandon hard towards the steel steps. Brandon hits the steps knee-first and flips over the steps and onto the floor beside them, holding his knees in pain. Gordon walks over to Brandon and grabs him by the arm, dropping down and delivering a knee drop right to Brandon’s elbow joint. Gordon stands up and this time drops his knee right onto the chest of Brandon. Gordon mounts Brandon and begins to deliver punch after punch to Brandon’s already cut face. Gordon stands up and grabs Brandon, lifting him up to his feet. Gordon grabs the back of Brandon’s head and looks to deliver one huge knee strike to Brandon’s face, but Brandon gets his hands up just in time to block it.
Tom Foolery Brandon magically manages to block that knee strike from Gordon
Calvin Jones He’s lucky. If that knee connects, it’s lights out for Brandon
Brandon grabs Gordon’s leg and takes him down to the ground. But Gordon easily manages to roll Brandon over and get on top, landing a few quick hammerfists before standing up. Gordon lifts Brandon up and kicks him in the stomach. Gordon drags Brandon over to the steel steps, and walks up on top of them. Brandon tries to fight back by throwing a few big left hooks, but Gordon shrugs off the shots and manages to knee Brandon in the stomach, doubling him over. Gordon gets Brandon’s head between his legs once more, and grabs the back of Brandon’s shorts. Gordon goes to deliver another piledriver to Brandon, but just before it’s too late, Brandon powers up in the air, sending Gordon flipping over and falling to the floor behind the stairs. Brandon falls to his knees on the stairs to regain his composure.
Tom Foolery An opening for Brandon! He needs to capitalize
Calvin Jones The drive and determination of both of these men is more than any mere mortal man has. It’s superhuman
Brandon slowly gets up and climbs off of the steps. Brandon runs at Gordon and stomps on his head a few times as Gordon tries to get back to his feet. Brandon grabs Gordon by the head and falls backwards, delivering a swift DDT onto the floor. Gordon rolls around in pain as Brandon turns back towards the steps. Brandon walks over and lifts up the steel steps, holding them high above his head. Brandon waits for Gordon to get to his feet, as the crowd tries to warn Gordon. But no luck, as Gordon gets to his feet and turns around. Brandon runs at Gordon and drives the steel steps right into Gordon’s skull. Gordon immediately crumbles to the ground as Brandon lifts the steps up in the air once more, before throwing them down onto Gordon’s back. Brandon picks up the steps once more, smashes them into Gordon‘s back, and then throws them away.
Tom Foolery STEEL STEPS TO THE SKULL
Calvin Jones Gordon is going to feel those shots for the rest of his life! Getting hit with steel steps is not fun, getting hit with them multiple times is a nightmare!
Brandon lifts Gordon up to his feet and throws a stiff right jab. Gordon throws a right haymaker, which Brandon ducks underneath. Brandon wraps his arms around the waist of Gordon and spins him around. Brandon lifts Gordon up and delivers a big german suplex onto the floor, but Brandon doesn’t release his grip. Brandon spins around, stands up, and delivers yet another german suplex to Gordon. One last time, Brandon stands back up, still holding onto Gordon, and lifts him up for a german suplex. Only this time, Brandon releases Gordon and tosses him across the floor and sending Gordon rolling up into the crowd barrier. Brandon gets to his feet and walks over to Gordon, stomping on his chest and then bringing his knee into Gordon’s neck, yelling at him about how Gordon will never be the best as long as he’s around. Brandon releases his knee and slaps Gordon in the face and picks him up to his feet. Brandon kicks Gordon in the stomach and delivers a massive flip piledriver onto the arena floor. Gordon’s head bounces off of the floor and Gordon lays motionless on the floor. Brandon lies on his back for about a minute, soaking in everything, before rolling over and hooking the leg of Gordon.
Tom Foolery CLICK CLICK BOOM! Surely it must be over! ONE
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Calvin Jones But it isn’t! Gordon got his shoulder up!
Brandon falls off of Gordon in shock, as the crowd cheers even louder. Brandon stands up and looks down at Gordon, his smirk gone and replaced with a look of rage. Brandon walks over to the ring and throws the cover up and begins searching for something underneath the ring. Brandon eventually pulls out a kendo stick, and walks back towards Gordon. Brandon waits for Gordon to get to his feet, and when he does, Brandon begins to whack away with the kendo stick. Gordon desperately tries to escape Brandon’s kendo stick attack, but Brandon is relentless in his attack. Brandon takes a few steps back, before running forward and bringing the kendo stick crashing down hard across the forehead of Gordon. Brandon laughs as Gordon loses his balance as his legs give out from underneath him, and he falls down to the ground. Brandon motions for Gordon to get to his feet, brandishing the kendo stick.
Tom Foolery Brandon’s got that kendo stick, and he’s not fooling around anymore
Calvin Jones This doesn’t look good for Gordon. Not good at all.
Brandon watches as Gordon slowly gets to his feet. Once Gordon is completely on his feet, Brandon runs and goes to swing the kendo stick at Gordon’s stomach, but Gordon catches the kendo stick before it connects with his stomach. Gordon stares down Brandon, who looks on in shock, before Gordon kicks Brandon in the knee. As Brandon loosens his grip on the kendo stick, Gordon spins around beside Brandon and delivers a huge Russian leg sweep with the kendo stick across Brandon’s face. Brandon’s head bounces off the ground and Gordon rolls away, still holding the kendo stick. Gordon stands up and looks over at Brandon, who is trying to get to his feet. Gordon begins to wail on the back of Brandon with the kendo stick, not allowing Brandon to get up to his feet. Gordon eventually stops, takes the kendo stick, and snaps in half over his knee.
Tom Foolery Where is Gordon getting all this energy from? I want to know, I need to get in on this
Calvin Jones This isn’t something you get Tom. It’s something you’re born with. And let me tell you, both these men were born with it and then some
Gordon throws the two pieces of the broken kendo stick into the crowd, and then walks over to the ring, going underneath. Gordon begins throwing things out from underneath the ring, clearly looking for something. Gordon eventually stands up, pulling out a box of LED light tubes and walking over to Brandon. Gordon opens up the box and begins pulling out four large light tubes, waiting for Brandon to get to his feet. As Brandon slowly stands up, Gordon grabs one of the light tubes and smashes it over Brandon’s head. Gordon grabs another one and smashes it on Brandon’s head, and then grabs the final two and does the same with them. Brandon’s face is a crimson mess of blood as he stumbles around on his feet, stepping on the pile of broken glass. Gordon grabs Brandon and hooks his head, before delivering a snap suplex away from the glass onto the floor of the ring.
Tom Foolery Brandon is a bloody mess! Those were FOUR light tubes, smashed over his head! Look at the blood, look at the cuts!
Calvin Jones Brandon has been known to take unreal punishment before, but even he can’t withstand much more of this.
Gordon grabs Brandon and picks him up. Gordon drags Brandon over towards the tacks, and looks to lifts Brandon onto his shoulders. Brandon manages to push Gordon away from him and avoid being powerslammed onto the glass. Brandon stumbles over to the edge of the crowd barrier and grabs a bag that Gordon had thrown out from underneath the ring and tosses it into the ring. Brandon walks over and looks to slide back into the ring. Gordon runs and clubs Brandon in the back with his fist, causing him to slump up against the ring apron. Gordon grabs Brandon and dumps him into the ring. Gordon takes a moment to catch his breath, before sliding into the ring himself. As Brandon slowly tries to stand, Gordon yells SLIDE TACKLE and runs at Brandon and slide tackles him, knocking him back down to the ground.
Tom Foolery A slide tackle by Gordon, and he’s regained control over Brandon thanks to those light tubes.
Calvin Jones I just don’t understand how Brandon is still even trying to fight back in this match
Brandon drags himself to the ropes and pulls himself up to his feet, using the ropes to assist him. Gordon does the same, and sees Brandon limping towards the center of the ring. Gordon runs and jumps into the air, twisting and delivering a corkscrew elbow smash to the skull of Brandon, sending him right back down to the ground. Gordon takes a few steps back and springboards off of the bottom rope, hitting Brandon with a shining wizard. Gordon looks to hit the buzzsaw kick to complete the combo, but Brandon has already fallen down to the mat. Gordon walks over to the bag that Brandon threw into the ring. Gordon opens it and dumps whatever is in the bag all over the ring. The camera zooms in and the fans gasp when they see thousands of sharp tacks in a large pile all over the ring.
Tom Foolery This is enough! Gordon is just trying to kill Brandon now. No more winning this match, this is about completely and utterly destroying his opponent
Calvin Jones But that’s the only way he’s going to beat Brandon! He can’t just expect to pin him and that’ll be it. He has to destroy him!
Gordon walks over to Brandon and knees him in the head. Gordon continues to walk over to the corner of the ring. Gordon slowly climbs up to the top rope and balances himself there, taking some time to catch his breath while Brandon slowly stands up. Brandon gets to his hands and knees before slowly making his way up to two feet. Gordon motions for the crowd and jumps off of the turnbuckle aiming right for Brandon. Gordon lands on Brandon’s shoulders and looks to his a hurricanrana, but Brandon catches Gordon on his shoulders. Brandon spins around and delivers a huge powerbomb to Gordon, right onto the pile of tacks. The screen shows Gordon as he arches his back in pain, before collapsing on his stomach motionless, as you can see all the little tacks stuck in his back. Blood slowly drips down little tiny holes in Gordon’s back. Brandon rolls over onto the tacks himself so that he can hook Gordon’s leg and attempt to pin him.
Tom Foolery BRANDON JUST POWERBOMBED GORDON ONTO THE PILE OF TACKS!
Calvin Jones Look at Gordon’s back! Are you kidding me!? ONE
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KICKOUT!
Tom Foolery I LITERALLY CANNOT TAKE MUCH MORE OF THIS
Calvin Jones WHAT ARE WE WITNESSING HERE?!
Brandon literally cannot believe that Gordon kicked out of that pin attempt. Brandon slams his fists onto the mat, and then immediately begins brushing tacks off of those fists. Brandon stands up and walks over to the ropes and slides out of the ring. Brandon walks over to the ropes and climbs out onto the floor. Brandon walks over to the timekeeper’s booth and grabs two chairs. Brandon walks back to the ring and throws one of them into the ring. Brandon begins to climb onto the apron as Gordon slowly gets to his feet. Brandon stands up on the apron and turns around to face the crowd. Brandon pounds his chest in confidence before turning around. As Brandon turns around back towards the ring, Gordon runs full speed and dives through the ropes, spearing Brandon off of the apron and directly onto the pile of broken glass on the floor. On top of that, the chair Brandon was holding lands directly on his face. Gordon rolls over and covers Brandon, who is lying on the pile of glass, eyes closed and not moving.
Tom Foolery FURY IMPALER ONTO THE PILE OF BROKEN GLASS
Calvin Jones Brandon is going to die if he keeps taking this kind of punishment in this match
Gordon throws his hand over Brandon in victory as the referee makes the inevitable three count for the win. ONE
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Brandon lifts his shoulder up.
Tom Foolery No. No. No. That did not just happen.
Calvin Jones The referee is saying Brandon kicked out before his hand hit the ground! That’s still a two count! Brandon is still alive!
Gordon stands up and stares down at Brandon in disbelief. He takes a few steps back as Brandon slowly gets to his feet. Gordon shakes his head as the crowd gasps when they see the blood and shards of glass sticking out of Brandon’s back. Brandon wipes blood from his face and grins at Gordon, and puts his fists up in the air. Gordon still can’t believe what Brandon is doing, and just stares at him. Gordon is finally awoken from his trance when Brandon punches Gordon right in the jaw. Gordon immediately responds with a few punches of his own. Brandon inhumanely eats the shots and just goes ham on Gordon, delivering easily three body shots per second to the stomach of Gordon, sending him into the defensive. Brandon takes a few steps back, before running forward and taking Gordon out with a massive clothesline.
Tom Foolery This is incredible. I’ve never witnessed a match like this in all my years
Calvin Jones I don’t think anyone has Tom. I feel honored to be even just a small part of this match
Brandon gets back to his feet and stares down the SWAT team with an evil grin on his face. It’s a terrifying scene as a completely bloody Brandon actually seems to scare some of the SWAT team with his grin. Brandon turns back to Gordon and knees him in the head. Brandon grabs Gordon and drags him into the ring and throws him in. Brandon reaches under the ring and pulls out something, before sliding back into the ring. Brandon holds up the cat o’ nine tails whip that he grabbed from underneath the ring as the crowd collectively gasps in shock, and then boos Brandon. Gordon slowly gets to his hands and knees and looks to get to his feet, only to be sent right back to the ground as Brandon cracks the whip across the back of Gordon. The whip isn’t very good, so it doesn’t completely cut open Gordon’s back, however there is still a cut opened from the whip. Brandon begins to rapidly whip Gordon’s back with the cat o’ nine tails, shredding Gordon’s back and opening up small cuts everywhere.
Tom Foolery I don’t think I can watch this much longer. It hurt me just to see the pain these two are putting each other through
Calvin Jones Brandon is taking a page out of Corey Casey’s book with that cat o’ nine tails whip. Gordon’s back is being shredded here, this is getting gruesome.
Brandon eventually throws the whip out of the ring and looks down at Gordon, who’s slowly rolling around on the mat, trying to get rid of the pain that’s clearly shooting through his back. Brandon lifts Gordon up by the head and holds him on his feet. Brandon pounds his heart and then points up to the sky in a rare sign of emotion. Brandon then hooks Gordon’s arms and twists him around and picks him up. Gordon is now upside down on Brandon’s back. Brandon runs and jumps, bringing Gordon with him and delivering the huge vertabreaker to Gordon. Brandon rolls over slowly and hooks the leg of Gordon, soaking in the moment of his victory.
Tom Foolery A Ram Slam, a tribute to Brandon’s late brother James, who once used that move as a finisher
Calvin Jones Brandon rarely shows his emotion in that ring, but lets it slip out there. But there’s no better time to do it, right before winning the IWF Championship on the biggest stage of them all
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Gordon lifts his shoulder up
Tom Foolery IT’S OVER!
Calvin Jones NO! The referee says Gordon beat the three count! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT!
Brandon stands up and immediately turns to the referee, who holds up two fingers. Brandon proceeds to tear the referee a new asshole in the middle of the ring, pushing the referee all the way into the corner. The referee holds his ground however, declaring only a two count. Brandon grabs the referee and throws him across the ring, before sliding out of the ring and onto the floor. Brandon walks over to the chair that’s still lying outside the ring and picks it up. Brandon slides back into the ring and walks towards Gordon. Brandon lifts the chair and goes to smash it across the face of Gordon, who is slowly getting to his feet. But out of nowhere, Gordon jumps and dropkicks the chair into Brandon’s face, causing him to drop it and fall down to the mat. Gordon collapses as well and the two men lie face down beside each other in the middle of the ring, symbolizing the amount of punishment that both these men have absorbed in the match.
Tom Foolery These two are truly the best in the world!
Calvin Jones Find me anyone else who can do what these two men are doing in that ring, and I’ll call you a liar! This is a fight between a legend and a sure-fire future legend!
The crowd cheers loudly as both men slowly get to their feet. Gordon moves towards Brandon and throws a big head kick, which Brandon blocks. Brandon fakes with a knee and delivers a huge superman punch that staggers Gordon. Brandon follows that up with a spinning roundhouse kick to the jaw of Gordon, sending him crashing to the mat. Brandon picks Gordon up and hooks his head. Brandon lifts Gordon up for a suplex, but then drops Gordon, catches him on his shoulder, and powerslams him, completing the Purifier. Brandon points to the crowd after the move, before walking over to the corner of the ring and slowly climbing up the top. Once there, Brandon keeps his balance as best he can, but actually falls off and onto the mat. Brandon regains himself and slowly climbs back up the turnbuckle. Brandon jumps off of the top rope and tries to deliver a shooting star frog splash to Gordon, who moves out of the way at the last second. Brandon hits the mat chest-first and rolls back up to his feet holding his chest in pain.
Tom Foolery Brandon takes a big risk and goes for the Death from Above, and it does not pay off!
Calvin Jones Brandon rarely goes for that move unless he’s desperate. That just shows you what he thinks he needs to do to get Gordon to stay down. But on a side note, did you catch another tribute to Corey Casey from Brandon, hitting that Purifier? Truly stupendous.
Gordon reaches down and grabs the chair as Brandon slowly turns around. Gordon blasts Brandon in the skull with the chair, immediately sending him crashing to the ground. Gordon places the chair over the head of Brandon, who isn’t moving at all as he lies on his back. Gordon grabs the other chair from off the ring mat and walks over to the corner of the ring. Now it’s Gordon’s turn to climb the turnbuckle. Gordon balances on the top rope as the crowd cheers him on. Gordon jumps off of the top rope, holding the chair underneath his leg. Gordon lands directly on top of the chair that’s placed on Brandon’s face. Brandon immediately rolls around on the mat clutching his face in pain. Gordon rolls around holding the bottom of his leg. Both men are in serious pain, although it’s clear that Brandon is in much worse shape at this point.
Tom Foolery Can you say reconstructive surgery?
Calvin Jones Can you say severe concussion?
Tom Foolery Can you say WILL SOMEONE PLEASE END THIS MATCH AND STOP THE VIOLENCE?
Gordon slowly gets to his feet and stumbles over to Brandon. Gordon falls down beside him, before slowly getting back to his feet and bringing Brandon up with him. Gordon grabs Brandon’s head and twists it around. Gordon lifts Brandon up and delivers a reverse falcon arrow, driving his knee into the skull of Brandon. Gordon falls to the ground as Brandon collapses beside him.
Tom Foolery SKYFALL GUILLOTINE!
Calvin Jones Brandon can’t kick out of this. He just can’t. Can he?
Gordon eventually crawls over to Brandon and uses most of the strength he has left to roll Brandon over. Gordon just collapses beside Brandon with an arm overtop of his chest as the referee drops down to count. ONE
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Brandon lifts his shoulder
Tom Foolery SOMEONE CALL MARVEL. WE’VE GOT TWO NEW SUPERHEROES THAT NEED MOVIES
Gordon rolls over and grabs his head in disbelief. He lies there for a minute, just wondering what he needs to do to beat Brandon. Gordon slowly stands up as he looks down at Brandon, who has turned onto his stomach and is slowly crawling to his hands and knees. Gordon takes a few steps back and crouches down, looking to hit the spear. As Brandon slowly gets to his feet, Gordon runs at him and dives in for the spear. Brandon gets his knee up and connects right on Gordon’s head, but it’s not as powerful as the one from earlier. Gordon stumbles backwards, still standing on his feet but clearly dazed. Brandon takes the opportunity to run and spear Gordon. The two men fly through the ropes and fall to the outside of the ring.
Tom Foolery Brandon spears Gordon right through the ropes and outside the ring!
Calvin Jones No doubt a tribute to his sometimes friend, sometimes enemy Chuck Matthews, with that Hollywood Impact spear
Brandon slowly stirs and crawls towards the ring. Brandon throws the cover up and goes underneath, looking for something. Gordon slowly gets to his feet and sees Brandon’s legs. Gordon grabs Brandon’s legs and drags him out from underneath the ring. As Gordon bends over to pick Brandon up, Brandon smashes Gordon in the stomach with a sledgehammer. Gordon lets go of Brandon and falls to one knee, clutching his stomach in pain, as Brandon stands up behind him. Brandon brandishes the sledgehammer as Gordon slowly gets to his feet. As Gordon turns around, Brandon runs and smashes the sledgehammer as hard as he can into Gordon’s skull. Gordon collapses to the ground, clearly unconscious. Brandon looks down at him and thinks about going for the pin, but decides against it and goes under the ring. Brandon emerges with a large red tank of gasoline in his hand.
Tom Foolery Please tell me he’s not about to do what I think he’s about to do
Calvin Jones A tank of gas, an announcers table? I think we better move Tom
Brandon walks over to the regular announce table and begins dousing it in gasoline. Brandon empties the tank on the table, before reaching onto the ground and picking up a lighter that he grabbed. Brandon flicks on the lighter and tosses it onto the table, causing it to shoot up into flames. Brandon turns back towards Gordon, with a terrifyingly sinister look on his face. Brandon grabs Gordon and throws his body into the ring. Brandon grabs Gordon and lifts him up onto his shoulder. Brandon climbs up to the top turnbuckle with Gordon still on his shoulder.
Tom Foolery Oh god, please, no
Calvin Jones Brandon is going to end Gordon’s career and life with this move right here!
Brandon slowly lowers Gordon onto the turnbuckle, and positions Gordon’s head between his legs. Brandon looks to the crowd, who are dead silent in anticipation for what is about to happen. Brandon strikes his thumb across his throat, before jumping off of the turnbuckle and delivering a flip piledriver to Gordon right through the flaming table.
Tom Foolery GOOD FUCKING GOD
Calvin Jones SOMEONE STOP THIS MATCH
Staff from the timekeeper’s booth immediately pull out fire extinguishers and douse the flames, but the damage has already been done. Once the fire has been extinguished, and the broken table parts been moved out of the way, the crowd can see Brandon and Gordon, both lying motionless on the ground. The referee runs over and begins to check on both of the men. For minutes the referee checks on them, and not once do either of them even twitch.
Tom Foolery Neither man has moved in minutes. Not even stirred. Not even twitched.
Calvin Jones I think the entire arena can hear us talk right now, that’s how quiet it is
Medical staff rush to the ring with two stretchers, and begin tending immediately to the two men. The crowd boos as slowly, both Brandon and Gordon are lifted onto stretchers. The medical staff begin to slowly wheel the two men away from the ring and towards the ramp, much to the chagrin of the fans, who make their displeasure known.
Tom Foolery These fans may be booing, but I for one am happy. This match has been incredible, but the safety of these two wrestlers is the number one concern
Calvin Jones I couldn’t agree with you more Tom. While I would love to see a winner tonight, I’d much rather see these two men live to fight another day
On the ramp, as the medical staff begin to pull the two men up, Brandon suddenly rolls over in his stretcher and reaches his arm over, placing it across the chest of Gordon. The crowd erupts when they realize what is happening, and the referee sees it too.
Tom Foolery What the hell’s bells is going on?!
Calvin Jones LOOK! BRANDON IS PINNING GORDON ON THE STRETCHER!
The referee runs over to the stretchers and begins to count the pin. ONE
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Gordon lifts his shoulder up.
Tom Foolery I…What do I say?
Calvin Jones There’s nothing to say. I’m in shock at this point.
Tom Foolery GORDON GOT PILEDRIVEN OFF OF THE TOP ROPE, THROUGH A FLAMING TABLE. HE WAS UNCONSCIOUS, ON A STRETCHER. HOW IN THE NAME OF ZEUS DID HE KICK OUT?!
Calvin Jones Complete and utter pure instinct
The crowd collectively shits their pants in excitement as the referee holds up two fingers in the air. Brandon rolls off of the stretched and holds his hands in his face. Gordon slowly rolls onto his side, as the medical staff make it known to both men that they need to stop what they’re doing and end the match. Brandon pushes the medical staff away from him, and looks over at Gordon, who is getting off of the stretcher. Gordon looks over at Brandon, and the two men nod and begin to slowly limp down the ramp towards the ring, neither man even looking at each other. The two men limp to opposite sides of the ring and slowly crawl into the ring. Brandon and Gordon stand up and stare each other down across the ring. The arena is dead silent as the two men slowly move their broken and battered bodies towards each other and tie up in the middle of the ring.
Tom Foolery And after all of that, these two men have the respect to walk back to the ring and meet up again in the middle of that ring. They truly want to see who the best is.
Calvin Jones Regardless of what a monster Brandon is outside of this ring, you can’t help but cheer for him when you watch him wrestle. A truly phenomenal man in that ring, and his counterpart is no worse
Brandon and Gordon throw punches at each other’s head at a rapid pace, neither making much of an effort to block anything. Brandon grabs Gordon and drags him down to the ground and tries to deliver a knee to Gordon’s skull. Gordon blocks the knee and stands back up to his feet. Brandon gets up and eats a big knee to the stomach from Gordon. Brandon doubles over and Gordon grabs his head and twists him around and lifts him up for a reverse falcon arrow. Brandon flips over the back and escaped the hold. Brandon kicks Gordon in the stomach and jumps over top of him, looking to hit the flip piledriver. Gordon manages to drop down and avoid Brandon’s grip, causing Brandon to flip over-top of Gordon and land on his feet behind him. Brandon and Gordon turn around and run at each other. The two men hit simultaneous clotheslines, sending both men crashing to the mat. The crowd cheers as they watch more proof at how dead even these two men are in their wrestling skills. Both men lay on opposite sides of the ring, trying to get to their feet after the double clothesline.
Tom Foolery That double clothesline sums up this entire match. Both men giving it their all, and neither getting an advantage
Calvin Jones These men are truly equals in their skill. Nothing separates either of them.
Brandon and Gordon both slowly get to their feet. Both men are clearly running on empty after this unbelievable match. Brandon and Gordon slowly drag themselves towards the middle of the ring. Gordon throws a slow right hook that Brandon eats as he knees Gordon in the stomach. Gordon doubles over and Brandon uses absolutely every little bit of strength that he has to grab onto Gordon and flip over top of him. This time, Gordon doesn’t have enough energy to block it and Brandon connects with the flip piledriver, spiking Gordon on his head
Tom Foolery CLICK CLICK BOOM! THE FINAL MOVE
Calvin Jones Gordon is out cold. Cover him Brandon!
Brandon falls to the ground face first as Gordon lays in the ring, completely unconscious. All Brandon has to do is cover Gordon, and he’ll become the new IWF World Heavyweight Champion. After a few minutes of the referee checking on both men, Brandon begins to stir. As Brandon begins to crawl over towards Gordon’s seemingly lifeless body, a voice echoes over the loudspeakers.
Vinnie Paulos Hold everything!
The cameramen, referee and Brandon all turn their attention towards the stage. Vinnie Paulos, the General Manager of Underground walks out from backstage, he stands atop the stage pacing back and forth.
Tom Foolery What the hell is this?!
Calvin Jones That’s Vinnie Paulos, the GM of Underground!
Vinnie Paulos: This is something that I just simply can’t allow! Poor Alex and Maya are no longer in the building, which makes me the last remaining authority figure left standing! And as such an authority figure, I’m afraid I must interrupt.
Brandon looks on at Vinnie, clearly confused as to what is happening. The SWAT team and FBI and DEA agents look on and do nothing they simply stand by.
Vinnie Paulos: All the time I hear the same thing. Week in and week out I hear that Alex Dillinger is the man. People tell me what a great job he’s doing. Thats he’s changing the direction of this company for the better. That he’s undoing the things that Corey Casey and his sister did oh so many months ago. Well I’m sick of it! Whatever greatness you all see in Alex Dillinger, please, enlighten me. Because I don’t see it. He treats Underground like garbage, as if it’s a third rate show compared to Battlegrounds. He wouldn’t even give us the time of day if he didn’t have to. We have some truly great wrestlers on Underground, men and women who deserve to be seen by the world! And what do we get instead? My guys get snubbed for a man who wrestles once a month, who wrestled two matches and was immediately given the main event of the biggest show of the year. On top of that, he’s now wanted for murder, drug trafficking, and is the leader of one of the biggest drug cartels in the world. AND HE STILL GETS TO WRESTLE! Meanwhile, my guys get told to stand around, jam their thumbs up their asses, and watch what true talent looks like. This is not true talent. What we have is true talent.
Calvin Jones You know, he makes a good point. Underground has some truly special wrestlers, but they don’t get nearly the respect they deserve
Tom Foolery I don’t care! He’s ruining this match! Who does he think he is?!
Vinnie Paulos: So what I’m out here today is to make a CHANGE. IWF needs to change and I’m the man that is going to bring forth such change. No longer will we remain quiet and allow Dillinger to ignore our requests. Gentlemen if you will...
Suddenly through the crowd comes Dean Vandal followed closely behind by Chris Cryptic, Kenneth Mathews, Pariah, Halestorm, Adorabelle, Gilbert Gold, Nathan Propaganda, Chris Mosh, Bryan Blaze and Joey Miles. The wrestlers slowly climb onto the ring apron and stare Brandon down, who tiredly looks at all of them, unsure of what to do. The wrestlers climb under the top rope and into the ring. The referee walks over to them to attempt to get them to leave, but Gilbert grabs him and delivers a huge exploder suplex, sending the referee flying out of the ring.
Vinnie Paulos: I simply cannot allow Brandon Macdonald to win this match. A drug lord as our champion?! He’ll forfeit the title as soon as this match is over, because he’s being arrested! We need a champion who is here day in and day out. We need someone who respects the guys who do their part, something that he will never do. We need someone like Dean Vandal for IWF Champion.
With that, the men charge Brandon. As the men converge on him, Brandon desperately tries to fight back. Brandon pushes Dean off of him and throws a punch that staggers Kenneth. But Halestorm and Chris dive for his legs and take Brandon down to the ground. They begin stomping and punching away at Brandon. They pick Brandon up and whip him into the corner. Brandon collapses to the ground as Dean, Chris and Nathan hold him there. Kenneth takes a few steps back before running at Brandon and delivering a huge enziguiri to his head, knocking him down. Dean and Gilvert grab Brandon and lift him to his feet. Chris walks over to Brandon and hooks his leg and head. Chris yells loudly and hits an exploder suplex on Brandon.
Tom Foolery What the hell are they doing?!
Calvin Jones Chris calls that one the Master Exploder!
Tom Foolery Are you ok with all of this happening?
Calvin Jones I try to remain as impartial as I can, but I do have a soft spot for Underground wrestlers. Besides, he is right. If Brandon wins, he’s just going to have to relinquish the title.
The crowd boos loudly as Dean motions for his three comrades to pick Brandon up one last time. They do, and they hold Brandon up on his feet since he can’t even stand on his own. Dean raises his arms in the air, before jumping and connecting with a gamengiri to the jaw of Brandon, knocking him out.
Calvin Jones Grave Divinity from Dean Vandal, the Underground champion!
Tom Foolery I can’t believe my own ears and eyes
As Brandon crumples to the mat, Gordon slowly gets to his feet and pulls Dean’s shoulder causing Dean to turn around quickly. With a spinning back fist Dean instinctively hits Gordon in the temple dazing the champion. Dean throws Gordon on his shoulders and tosses him up kneeing him right in the jaw. Dean places Gordon’s arm across Brandon’s chest as Chris slides back into the ring unaware of what had happened to his friend. He drags the referee back into the ring. The Underground stars then stand together as Vinnie Paulos yells about how they are the future of the IWF. Together, they exit the ring and walk back up the ramp as the crowd boos loudly. None of the three men in the ring have moved even a little bit. Once the Underground wrestlers are gone, the crowd goes eerily silent as they wait for the referee to wake up.
Tom Foolery This is horse shit, complete and utter horse shit Calvin
Calvin Jones Hey, he’s the authority figure, not you! Nothing we can do about it
After a few minutes, the referee begins to stir. The crowd holds their breath as the referee slowly sees Gordon’s arm on top of Brandon, and raises his arm in the air to begin the extremely slow count.
Tom Foolery Not like this
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Brandon gets his shoulder up
Calvin Jones WHAT?!
Tom Foolery YES! BRANDON KICKS OUT AND THIS MATCH CONTINUES!
The referee slowly holds two fingers in the air, signalling that Brandon indeed got his shoulder up before the referee counted the three fall. The crowd goes absolutely insane when they realize what just happened. Gordon is still face down in the ring, clearly unaware of anything that had just happened. Brandon is laying on his side, not moving, as if he only kicked out on instinct alone.
Tom Foolery Brandon isn’t even awake, I’m not even sure he’s alive, but somehow, someway, he found the will to kick out of that cover by Gordon!
Calvin Jones I don’t even think Gordon is aware of what just happened. He’s as out of it as Brandon!
As if on cue, the four Underground wrestlers storm back out onto the stage. However this time they are met on the ramp by three figures wearing Brandon’s old mask, who hop over the crowd barrier and stand in the way, blocking the entrance ramp. The figures remove their masks to reveal the faces, and mask, of Corey Casey, Molly Reid, and Ruben Ricardo Leon. The Underground wrestlers stare the three down, before Vinnie Paulos comes out and ushers his wrestlers backstage. They retreat, much to the excitement of the crowd.
Tom Foolery Corey, Molly and Ruben to the rescue!
Calvin Jones Those three are some of Brandon’s closest friends in this business, and obviously they came here tonight to show their support for him, even in the midst of all the accusations against him.
Corey, Molly and Ruben turn their attention back to the ring, where finally, Brandon and Gordon are beginning to move. The crowd cheers loudly as Gordon is slowly crawling towards the ropes on one side of the ring, while Brandon is crawling to the ropes on the other side. The two men lift themselves up and hang on the ropes, trying to get their balance. Eventually they turn and look across the ring at each other. The two men slowly limp towards each other and throw punch after punch, neither putting anything behind the punches, and neither making any effort to block any of them. They just continue to trade and eat shots from each other, as the crowd roars in approval.
Tom Foolery These two men are not holding anything back! It’s a fight to the finish!
Calvin Jones The next person who hits any kind of significant move is going to win Tom, these are two men who have absolutely nothing left in the tank
Gordon is the first one to take a risk as he tries to throw a spinning back fist. Brandon manages to duck underneath the fist and then kicks Gordon in the stomach, once again doubling him over. Brandon jumps and flips over Gordon, trying to grab him in mid-flip. But somehow Gordon blocks it and grabs Brandon’s head in mid-air. As Brandon lands in front of Gordon, his back arches as Gordon squeezes his head tightly. Gordon uses every single bit of strength that he has left to lift Brandon up over his head with a reverse falcon arrow, before bringing Brandon down facefirst onto his knee. Gordon hits the mat as Brandon bounces up onto his feet, before falling backwards, completely out cold.
Tom Foolery SKYFALL GUILLOTINE!
Calvin Jones GORDON REVERSES THE CLICK CLICK BOOM AND HITS THE GUILLOTINE! THAT’S IT!
Tom Foolery GORDON IS GOING TO RETAIN THE IWF CHAMPIONSHIP!
Gordon slowly crawls over to Brandon’s lifeless body, as the referee waits for the cover. Once Gordon gets close, he simply throws his arm over the chest of Brandon. The referee begins the pin count. ONE
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[Ding Ding Ding!]
The referee signals for the bell for a final time
Heather Thompson Ladies and gentlemen, your winner and STILL IWF World Heavyweight Champion…GORDON FURY!
Gordon slumps over on top of Brandon, as the crowd goes absolutely batshit insane with excitement. The referee slowly slides out of the ring and grabs the IWF World Heavyweight Championship belt, and walks back into the ring. The referee takes one more look at the amount of blood and other weapons lying around the ring and shakes his head. The referee walks back towards Gordon and Brandon, neither of whom have moved one bit.
Tom Foolery Calvin, we have just witnessed history
Calvin Jones This could very well go down as the greatest match in IWF history, and we got to be a part of it
The referee bends down and tries to wake Gordon up and tell him what happened. The crowd continues to cheer loudly but slowly die down as the referee continues his work on Gordon. Eventually, after minutes of nothing, Gordon begins to get helped to his feet by the referee. The crowd erupts as the referee hands Gordon his title belt and explains what happened. Gordon finally realizes what’s going on, and grabs the title belt from the referee. The ref grabs Gordon’s hand and raises it to the sky as he holds the title up in the air with the other. The crowd roars in approval as Gordon staggers to the ropes and holds on to keep his balance. Gordon slowly stumbles over to the corner and climbs onto the second rope, using one hand to hold onto the top rope and keep his balance, while the other hand is used to hold his IWF Championship high in the air.
Tom Foolery Gordon deserves all the credit in the world for winning that match and retaining his title, and I congratulate him with all my heart. But let’s not forget that Brandon had this match won if it weren’t for the Underground wrestlers coming in and preventing it.
Calvin Jones Very true, but do you think Gordon asked them to? He probably doesn’t even know what happened, he was out cold the whole time. And in the end, Gordon is the one with the title, so there’s no use whining about what could have been.
Gordon slips and almost falls off the turnbuckle but catches himself. He turns around to see Brandon slowly pulling himself to his feet across the ring. Brandon looked in bad shape. His back was covered in cuts and his entire body was coated in blood. His face was a dark shade of red as he wiped the blood from his face and walked towards Gordon, who stood still across the ring. Gordon and Brandon stared each other down for a few moments, both men breathing heavily. Finally, Brandon reached out and extended his hand. Gordon looked at the hand and then at Brandon, before reaching out and shaking Brandon’s hand. The screen catches Brandon telling Gordon ‘Thank You’, before pulling him into a hug and whispering into Gordon’s ear. The camera tries to catch what Brandon is whispering to Gordon, but can’t get close enough.
Tom Foolery A rare handshake and congratulations from Brandon. I wonder what he meant when he said ‘Thank you’?
Calvin Jones I don’t know. What do you think he’s telling Gordon right now?
Tom Foolery I have no idea. We’ll have to wait and see if Gordon shares Brandon’s final words to him with the rest of the world.
After the hug ends, Brandon grabs Gordon’s arm and raises it into the air as confetti falls from the sky over top of the ring. The crowd cheers in approval as Brandon lets go of Gordon and falls back into the ropes, catching himself on them and clapping as the crowd chants.
“GORDON” “GORDON” “GORDON” “GORDON”
Tom Foolery Truly a phenomenal moment for Gordon Fury
Calvin Jones He was the underdog. People called him a transitional champion. People said he would never be able to hang with the top level of this company. But Gordon proved them all wrong. He retained his championship, on the biggest stage of them all, against the greatest wrestler in IWF history!
Tom Foolery This is the last time anyone will ever doubt Gordon Fury again. He truly is the best in the world after tonight’s match.
Gordon wipes a few tears from his eyes as he raises the title high in the air with both hands and the crowd roars in approval. Gordon slowly makes his way to the ropes and slides out of the ring. Gordon immediately collapses to the ground, as the referee runs over and puts Gordon’s arm around his shoulder, helping him walk up the ramp. At the top of the ramp, Gordon pushes off from the referee and turns around towards the fans. Gordon falls to his knees and holds the belt high in the air, as fireworks erupt behind him. As the fireworks end, Gordon slowly turns around and the referee helps him get backstage.
Tom Foolery Gordon just doesn’t want to leave the arena. Listen to these fans go berserk. They’re in love with Gordon. And you can be sure he loves them right back.
Calvin Jones He needs to go backstage though. Can you imagine the injuries that he is suffering from right now? I would be shocked if we see Gordon in many matches from now until Fallout. He definitely will need some time to recuperate.
The screen turns back to the ring, where Brandon still stands. He walks into the middle of the ring as the SWAT team and agents surround it. As the SWAT team members climb into the ring, Brandon dropped to his knees and put his hands on his head, grinning the entire time. The SWAT team stormed him and forced his hands behind his back. They pulled out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed Brandon, before picking him up and carrying him out of the ring. Half of the crowd was chanting ‘THANK YOU BRANDON’ while the other half was booing heavily.
Tom Foolery Listen to these fans. Split right down the middle
Calvin Jones You’ve got the fans who realize that this is Brandon’s final match in IWF history, and are thanking him for all that he’s done. But you’ve also got the other fans who will never cheer for him after what he’s done and become.
Tom Foolery Personally, I don’t condone anything he’s done or been accused of doing outside of this ring. But when the lights are on and Brandon’s in that ring, there’s nobody that I’d rather watch. So I will thank him for what he’s done for this company.
Calvin Jones I’m right with you there Tom. This man is a wrestling legend. Suspend all of what he’s done outside the ring, and just appreciate him for what he’s done inside of it.
As the SWAT team forces Brandon out of the ring, and the FBI agents walk over to him and start to guide Brandon backstage, Molly Reid runs over to him and kisses him before being tackled off of him by one of the SWAT team guys. Brandon looks over at Corey and Ruben, who are standing on the ramp staring at him. Brandon grins again and nods at the two of them, who nod back. Brandon turns around and is continued to be forced up the ramp. A riot team runs out from backstage and surrounds all the officers as fans begin to throw debris at Brandon and the agents and some fans actually start storming over the crowd barrier. The riot team tries to calm the entire arena down as the SWAT team and agents quickly usher Brandon backstage and out of sight for the final time.
Tom Foolery We better get out of here Calvin, these fans don’t look happy one bit.
Calvin Jones I couldn’t agree more. That’s it for us folks, Gordon is champion, Brandon is gone forever, and we’ll see you in two weeks when Battlegrounds resumes its weekly schedule! Goodnight world!
As the riot in the arena continues, the screen cuts backstage to a shot of the SWAT team leading Brandon down the hallway. The entire IWF roster stands in a line, watching in shock and surprise and some anger as Brandon is marched down in front of them in handcuffs. Brandon just looks at all of them and grins, as he’s being pushed towards the parking lot of the arena. The pay-per-view slowly fades out with a final shot of Brandon Macdonald, international drug lord, being taken away in handcuffs, never once dropping his smile.
“STAY TUNED FOR THE REPLAY OF IWF: FROM THE ASHES III”
Subject: From The Ashes III 
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